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[The Game] <br />Huh, niggaz think they got the game sewed, yeah right <br />I´m air tight, fresh in them Air Nikes <br />If the Navi outside, I might be there <br />Black hoodie, black 9, black wifey airs <br />Rock guns like Caddy trunks, keep a spare <br />You see the lump under the Iceberg fleece and gear <br />And when the beef cook, I´ma put the piece to your head <br />And if you see a white truck that mean yo´ sheets is dead <br />Then I´m goin goin, back back <br />to the block to dump the bucket and jump in the drop <br />Niggaz know I´m good with the glock, they call me Chick Hearns <br />Cause if the game on knot, I´m callin the shots <br />I´ll wear a shiny suit for a minute like I´m The LOX <br />Then get gangster with a swap meet bag and a Jordan box <br />And when I die, bury me with the glock, and a bucket of shells <br />In case niggaz want drama in hell <br /> <br />[JT] <br />Yeah, so when Compton niggaz and Fillmoe niggaz get together <br />Shit happens mayne; real talk from ya nigga Fig´ <br />Doin it big and don´t wanna split yo´ wig <br /> <br />[Chorus: repeat 2X] <br />I´ll give you anything you ask fo´ - money over bitches <br />Tell me what´chu blast fo´ - fuck around with snitches <br />What you had to smash fo´ - niggaz tried to play me man <br />(1) Anything you ask fo´ - all about this Bay game <br />(2) Anything you ask fo´ - representin Bay game <br /> <br />[JT] <br />I be the boy with the most cabbage, pluck strings like I´m Lenny Kravitz <br />I´m in the streets where they goin savage <br />One, two, we dance on the rooftop <br />Let the Coupe ghostride then we come to two stops <br />Figga eight´n by the corner sto´ <br />Niggarali from killer Cali you gotta let ´em know <br />Yeahh, ya hit me on my Sidekick <br />Inventory pilin up, niggaz tryin to buy shit <br />They got me diggin in my files <br />Pro Tools, ADAT tapes and big sounds <br />Jumpin on a plane, jumpin out a taxi cab <br />Stackin up this fettucini now these niggaz hella mad <br />"Fuck that nigga! He got another album on the board?" <br />Damn right, another album on the board <br />Fuck the bullshit, the Figgarali don´t play <br />I represent the whole Bay every motherfuckin day <br /> <br />[Chorus] <br /> <br />[Verse Three] <br />Count rubber band grands <br />I´m out big on the under, with my fam bam <br />And I, hover the lands <br />To expand, I´m from the gutter grime and the sand <br />No jams the flam´s all busted <br />The dames want the bucks when, they see you stuffed in <br />your pockets, ´til they get them some <br />But testin my pocket, only gets you none <br />Cause I, got a pimp mentality <br />The scrubs wanna eat shrimp, and get my salary <br />They ain´t knowin I´m tight laced in my shoestrings <br />Hate the way I´m flowin on the mic, cause I do gleam <br />All types of baguettes and bezels <br />We shine like life´s {?} rebels <br />2005, me and my crew just pile the pots <br />Move like the ice loose, pimp these thangs to watch <br /> <br />[Chorus]
Letra nueva de la canción
[The Game] <br />Huh, niggaz think they got the game sewed, yeah right <br />I´m air tight, fresh in them Air Nikes <br />If the Navi outside, I might be there <br />Black hoodie, black 9, black wifey airs <br />Rock guns like Caddy trunks, keep a spare <br />You see the lump under the Iceberg fleece and gear <br />And when the beef cook, I´ma put the piece to your head <br />And if you see a white truck that mean yo´ sheets is dead <br />Then I´m goin goin, back back <br />to the block to dump the bucket and jump in the drop <br />Niggaz know I´m good with the glock, they call me Chick Hearns <br />Cause if the game on knot, I´m callin the shots <br />I´ll wear a shiny suit for a minute like I´m The LOX <br />Then get gangster with a swap meet bag and a Jordan box <br />And when I die, bury me with the glock, and a bucket of shells <br />In case niggaz want drama in hell <br /> <br />[JT] <br />Yeah, so when Compton niggaz and Fillmoe niggaz get together <br />Shit happens mayne; real talk from ya nigga Fig´ <br />Doin it big and don´t wanna split yo´ wig <br /> <br />[Chorus: repeat 2X] <br />I´ll give you anything you ask fo´ - money over bitches <br />Tell me what´chu blast fo´ - fuck around with snitches <br />What you had to smash fo´ - niggaz tried to play me man <br />(1) Anything you ask fo´ - all about this Bay game <br />(2) Anything you ask fo´ - representin Bay game <br /> <br />[JT] <br />I be the boy with the most cabbage, pluck strings like I´m Lenny Kravitz <br />I´m in the streets where they goin savage <br />One, two, we dance on the rooftop <br />Let the Coupe ghostride then we come to two stops <br />Figga eight´n by the corner sto´ <br />Niggarali from killer Cali you gotta let ´em know <br />Yeahh, ya hit me on my Sidekick <br />Inventory pilin up, niggaz tryin to buy shit <br />They got me diggin in my files <br />Pro Tools, ADAT tapes and big sounds <br />Jumpin on a plane, jumpin out a taxi cab <br />Stackin up this fettucini now these niggaz hella mad <br />"Fuck that nigga! He got another album on the board?" <br />Damn right, another album on the board <br />Fuck the bullshit, the Figgarali don´t play <br />I represent the whole Bay every motherfuckin day <br /> <br />[Chorus] <br /> <br />[Verse Three] <br />Count rubber band grands <br />I´m out big on the under, with my fam bam <br />And I, hover the lands <br />To expand, I´m from the gutter grime and the sand <br />No jams the flam´s all busted <br />The dames want the bucks when, they see you stuffed in <br />your pockets, ´til they get them some <br />But testin my pocket, only gets you none <br />Cause I, got a pimp mentality <br />The scrubs wanna eat shrimp, and get my salary <br />They ain´t knowin I´m tight laced in my shoestrings <br />Hate the way I´m flowin on the mic, cause I do gleam <br />All types of baguettes and bezels <br />We shine like life´s {?} rebels <br />2005, me and my crew just pile the pots <br />Move like the ice loose, pimp these thangs to watch <br /> <br />[Chorus]
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