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[San Quinn] <br />Drama is real, like not wakin up <br />I´m breakin up grounds when this patriot thrust <br />Your mouth is on shut, your emotions are hidden <br />For you to handle your business, you are more than driven <br />If you kill it no more standin on that corner like a stop sign <br />Everytime you spotted they call it shot time <br />Not at the gym but in the grim reaper´s hands <br />You important if a bullet hits, injure your plans <br />This is not an adventure, but a full-time duty <br />If you seen how niggaz hit the club, they pullin out uzis <br />Sometimes bruisin and grazin, mostly takin <br />No more sleep for the shooter, no more of that hangin <br />No mo´ trustin hoes you ain´t know fo´ ten plus <br />No mo´ smokin with the homies, no mo´ late night clubs <br />Cause the victim, is ready to stick him like a mousetrap <br />I´m ´bout to rap, you better be ´bout peepin out cash <br /> <br />[Chorus: The Game] <br />If there´s blood on my Nikes I done murdered a nigga <br />If the stash spot smokin I done murdered a nigga <br />San Quinn got a hurt for the nigga, it get worser for niggaz <br />We take this beef shit further than niggaz <br />Streets are shady, the Game got curtains for niggaz <br />All-of-a-sudden-ass killers never heard of these niggaz <br />Have your whole family cryin a river, we´ll murder you niggaz <br />We take this beef shit personal nigga <br /> <br />[The Game] <br />I ain´t met a nigga yet could fuck with this rap vet <br />I´m the realest since I came in the game on Kam back <br />Rest in peace to Mausberg, gotta live with that <br />Keep the M2 on my hip, I live with that <br />Eat with that, sleep with that, come get me <br />Four-fifty put somethin through your son Easter basket <br />Six in your truck, get you each a casket <br />Put termites in your box let ´em eat your cabbage <br />A wife right here, see if she can weave through traffic <br />Everybody gotta die, when the beef is active <br />If you know Game, you know I´ll never give free passes <br />But I give choices, how you want it, metal or plastic <br />Life is real, pedal to traffic, no spots on my tail <br />Cops on the payroll so me and Quinn live well <br />And I can still get a nigga the hill, your bitch as well <br />Shotgun got mo´ punks than shells <br /> <br />[Chorus] <br /> <br />[The Game] <br />See the Escalade got ´em runnin downhill, snowball niggaz <br />We throw vapors out of truck windows, blow our figures <br />Suede corners out the sunroof, the fifth or the Ruger <br />Broad daylight, blow the windows out of your Cougar <br />Move in the S5, plus my, leather dust fly <br />Spark up a dutch, Game put niggaz in a coffin too much <br />Turn niggaz kids into orphans too much, In God We Trust - nah <br />Keep the fifth close like Starsky & Hutch <br />Your daughter cryin it´s just {?} tuck, but so what <br />Blow the dutch, southpaw bust out your whole fronts <br />Have you eatin soup for months, broken jaw, lick your shit out of straws <br />I guess I got that same ol´ harm <br />I ain´t for play, the Game is raw <br />Specialize in death jackets, here try these bullets on <br />And next time have all my cheese cause if you owe me <br />Guns O-U-T, we all gon´ squeeze <br /> <br />[Chorus]
Letra nueva de la canción
[San Quinn] <br />Drama is real, like not wakin up <br />I´m breakin up grounds when this patriot thrust <br />Your mouth is on shut, your emotions are hidden <br />For you to handle your business, you are more than driven <br />If you kill it no more standin on that corner like a stop sign <br />Everytime you spotted they call it shot time <br />Not at the gym but in the grim reaper´s hands <br />You important if a bullet hits, injure your plans <br />This is not an adventure, but a full-time duty <br />If you seen how niggaz hit the club, they pullin out uzis <br />Sometimes bruisin and grazin, mostly takin <br />No more sleep for the shooter, no more of that hangin <br />No mo´ trustin hoes you ain´t know fo´ ten plus <br />No mo´ smokin with the homies, no mo´ late night clubs <br />Cause the victim, is ready to stick him like a mousetrap <br />I´m ´bout to rap, you better be ´bout peepin out cash <br /> <br />[Chorus: The Game] <br />If there´s blood on my Nikes I done murdered a nigga <br />If the stash spot smokin I done murdered a nigga <br />San Quinn got a hurt for the nigga, it get worser for niggaz <br />We take this beef shit further than niggaz <br />Streets are shady, the Game got curtains for niggaz <br />All-of-a-sudden-ass killers never heard of these niggaz <br />Have your whole family cryin a river, we´ll murder you niggaz <br />We take this beef shit personal nigga <br /> <br />[The Game] <br />I ain´t met a nigga yet could fuck with this rap vet <br />I´m the realest since I came in the game on Kam back <br />Rest in peace to Mausberg, gotta live with that <br />Keep the M2 on my hip, I live with that <br />Eat with that, sleep with that, come get me <br />Four-fifty put somethin through your son Easter basket <br />Six in your truck, get you each a casket <br />Put termites in your box let ´em eat your cabbage <br />A wife right here, see if she can weave through traffic <br />Everybody gotta die, when the beef is active <br />If you know Game, you know I´ll never give free passes <br />But I give choices, how you want it, metal or plastic <br />Life is real, pedal to traffic, no spots on my tail <br />Cops on the payroll so me and Quinn live well <br />And I can still get a nigga the hill, your bitch as well <br />Shotgun got mo´ punks than shells <br /> <br />[Chorus] <br /> <br />[The Game] <br />See the Escalade got ´em runnin downhill, snowball niggaz <br />We throw vapors out of truck windows, blow our figures <br />Suede corners out the sunroof, the fifth or the Ruger <br />Broad daylight, blow the windows out of your Cougar <br />Move in the S5, plus my, leather dust fly <br />Spark up a dutch, Game put niggaz in a coffin too much <br />Turn niggaz kids into orphans too much, In God We Trust - nah <br />Keep the fifth close like Starsky & Hutch <br />Your daughter cryin it´s just {?} tuck, but so what <br />Blow the dutch, southpaw bust out your whole fronts <br />Have you eatin soup for months, broken jaw, lick your shit out of straws <br />I guess I got that same ol´ harm <br />I ain´t for play, the Game is raw <br />Specialize in death jackets, here try these bullets on <br />And next time have all my cheese cause if you owe me <br />Guns O-U-T, we all gon´ squeeze <br /> <br />[Chorus]
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