Lirik Lagu When The Chips Are Down - The Game
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- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
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- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
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Yee! (laughs)
[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]
These niggas wanna see meCuz of the way I shineBut it aint that easyTo get mineYou get ya ass laid down
[Voice in beat]
Down…The paint is peelin’Now…When the chips are downDown…You kinda lose all feelinNow…Your head goes round n’ round
[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
Funny how the world revolves around my clickCuz just a year ago a nigga ain’t have shit (damn)Me and my right hand share the same outfitWhich fueled the fire that I air the game out with (whoo)It’s amazing the way that boy came out quickFor that platinum niggas’ll blows ya brains out, shit (bap)I’m the new nigga the others can’t standThe rubberband man be god damned if I can (oh)Let another nigga fill my spotIf a niggas steal from me it’s the steel I popI’m on my grind so if you thought I chill, I’m notgon' stop lettin that steering peel on the block, why not?
[Chorus x2]Down…The paint is peelin’Now…When the chips are downDown…You kinda lose all feelinNow…Your head goes round n’ roundDown…The paint is peelin’Now…When the chips are downDown…You kinda lose all feelinNow…Your head goes round n’ round
[Verse 2: GaMe]
Banks they think I’m yayos replacement, nahI borrowed his gunits to walk through the matrixI’m signed to the Doctor I ain’t got no patienceSo he put me with 50 Cent now I got a face liftMagazines wanna know where they fuck L.A. beenIt almost died in the same car Suge got grazed in2001 I was playin my playstationI heard 9 shots , I’m face down with my heart pacingAll I could think about as hidin’ my gun and my drugs in the basementIt was either that or the state penI woke up out of that comaPolice waitin’ for a statement…(heart monitor beeps to flatline)
[Chorus]Down…The paint is peelin’Now…When the chips are downDown…You kinda lose all feelinNow…Your head goes round n’ roundDown…The paint is peelin’Now…When the chips are downDown…You kinda lose all feelinNow…Your head goes round n’ round
[Verse 3: Lloyd Banks]
Pass the weed and let a nigga get into a zonePapa left me all alone in the world to roamBut now I’m grown, millionaires on my cell phoneA year past now, caw dead and L goneAnd I’m sick, bought chopper with a long clickSo think about that before you make your songs dick (dick)Or lose a limb, please don’t get me confused with him (uh uh)Cause I’m down to go a whole round, lose or winIf I should die, ride a G through the hood with pride (ride)Every strip, block, and projects is on my sideI’m ghetto calm by the 100 grand on my arms (arms)Sick watching of a 100 grand on my charm (whoo)…broke nigga
[Chorus x2]Down…The paint is peelin’Now…When the chips are downDown…You kinda lose all feelinNow…Your head goes round n’ roundDown…The paint is peelin’Now…When the chips are downDown…You kinda lose all feelinNow…Your head goes round n’ round
[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]
These niggas wanna see meCuz of the way I shineBut it aint that easyTo get mineYou get ya ass laid down
[Voice in beat]
Down…The paint is peelin’Now…When the chips are downDown…You kinda lose all feelinNow…Your head goes round n’ round
[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
Funny how the world revolves around my clickCuz just a year ago a nigga ain’t have shit (damn)Me and my right hand share the same outfitWhich fueled the fire that I air the game out with (whoo)It’s amazing the way that boy came out quickFor that platinum niggas’ll blows ya brains out, shit (bap)I’m the new nigga the others can’t standThe rubberband man be god damned if I can (oh)Let another nigga fill my spotIf a niggas steal from me it’s the steel I popI’m on my grind so if you thought I chill, I’m notgon' stop lettin that steering peel on the block, why not?
[Chorus x2]Down…The paint is peelin’Now…When the chips are downDown…You kinda lose all feelinNow…Your head goes round n’ roundDown…The paint is peelin’Now…When the chips are downDown…You kinda lose all feelinNow…Your head goes round n’ round
[Verse 2: GaMe]
Banks they think I’m yayos replacement, nahI borrowed his gunits to walk through the matrixI’m signed to the Doctor I ain’t got no patienceSo he put me with 50 Cent now I got a face liftMagazines wanna know where they fuck L.A. beenIt almost died in the same car Suge got grazed in2001 I was playin my playstationI heard 9 shots , I’m face down with my heart pacingAll I could think about as hidin’ my gun and my drugs in the basementIt was either that or the state penI woke up out of that comaPolice waitin’ for a statement…(heart monitor beeps to flatline)
[Chorus]Down…The paint is peelin’Now…When the chips are downDown…You kinda lose all feelinNow…Your head goes round n’ roundDown…The paint is peelin’Now…When the chips are downDown…You kinda lose all feelinNow…Your head goes round n’ round
[Verse 3: Lloyd Banks]
Pass the weed and let a nigga get into a zonePapa left me all alone in the world to roamBut now I’m grown, millionaires on my cell phoneA year past now, caw dead and L goneAnd I’m sick, bought chopper with a long clickSo think about that before you make your songs dick (dick)Or lose a limb, please don’t get me confused with him (uh uh)Cause I’m down to go a whole round, lose or winIf I should die, ride a G through the hood with pride (ride)Every strip, block, and projects is on my sideI’m ghetto calm by the 100 grand on my arms (arms)Sick watching of a 100 grand on my charm (whoo)…broke nigga
[Chorus x2]Down…The paint is peelin’Now…When the chips are downDown…You kinda lose all feelinNow…Your head goes round n’ roundDown…The paint is peelin’Now…When the chips are downDown…You kinda lose all feelinNow…Your head goes round n’ round
