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[Sky] <br />Who´s hot, who´s not; I been the hottest thing <br />on the West, ever since the death of Tupac <br />Kept my crack in clear capsules with blue tops <br />And it´s still nothin for me to get you shot <br />You see him? Yup, the same ol´ pimp <br />Sky baller, and ain´t nuttin changed but my limp <br />Natural born player, mine not a lame or a simp <br />The world is mine, you see my name on a blimp <br />Stay Dolce Gabbana´d down, play the Bahamas now <br />Youse a donkey, I´ma piranha clown <br />I keep thick bread, in the pockets of my sweats <br />While I´m drivin I get head in the cockpit of my ´Vette <br />And my game is sharp as a mosquito´s needle <br />As far as the charts, young S be´s the Beatles <br />Purple haze smoke in the urr, blow in the wind <br />The rims right there when I stop they still go and they spin <br />I can teach you how to stunt boy, and pop that trunk boy <br />Them city slickers ain´t never been punks boy <br />So fix your ice grill, and your mean mug <br />Unless you wanna feel a few M-16 slugs <br /> <br />[Chorus 2X: The Game] <br />Nigga you got a blunt then put it in the air <br />Nigga you got a gun then put it in the air <br />Nigga you from a gang then put in in the air <br />Play with Killa Cali if you want, muh´fuckers <br /> <br />[The Game] <br />I ain´t got no time for fake ones, so don´t think for a second <br />I won´t pull this 45 and put your stomach where your neck is <br />If I tell you kiss the sky better respect it <br />Or get yo´ ass hog-tied, butt-ass naked <br />I´m doin this for Eazy, like it or not <br />I wouldn´t even be rappin if Eric Wright wouldn´ta dropped <br />I love this shit, I work and I´m good <br />I ain´t on corner fuckers but I´m still in the hood <br />I´m poised to go platinum, that´s what the magazines sayin <br />Fuck The Source, I got my own magazines man <br />I call her Shirley, she got a 32 round clip <br />And she love hangin out wit´chu girlies <br />I´m like them Philly nigs that come through "Early" <br />Through your front door without knockin like Mr. Furley <br />It´s just me, you and the semi - "Three´s Company" <br />You want the crown, you be U.G.K. like Bun B <br /> <br />[Chorus] <br /> <br />[Sky] <br />I rock jewels, cop tools, I will not lose <br />A million miles a minute is how my block moves <br />I stay in the fast lane, never fakin, cheddar chasin <br />I´m in the game for the cash mayne <br />And bitches play this in they Benzes, Jeeps and G.O.´s <br />They say I´m arrogant and got a big ego <br />But they still love to swallow me up <br />And every hotel suite, they wanna follow me up <br />But I ain´t gon´ put my dick in for free, nah ma <br />You want the kid then you gotta pay this pimpin a fee <br />And ain´t no champagne left, so let´s toast ´gnac <br />Sky baller and Game ´bout to bring the West coast back <br />I´m on that get dough shit, that Frank War{?} pimpin that ho shit <br />In Cali smokin that ´dro shit <br />I still push fishscale, and china white <br />A lil´ nigga with a big gun and I ain´t tryin to fight <br /> <br />[Chorus]
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[Sky] <br />Who´s hot, who´s not; I been the hottest thing <br />on the West, ever since the death of Tupac <br />Kept my crack in clear capsules with blue tops <br />And it´s still nothin for me to get you shot <br />You see him? Yup, the same ol´ pimp <br />Sky baller, and ain´t nuttin changed but my limp <br />Natural born player, mine not a lame or a simp <br />The world is mine, you see my name on a blimp <br />Stay Dolce Gabbana´d down, play the Bahamas now <br />Youse a donkey, I´ma piranha clown <br />I keep thick bread, in the pockets of my sweats <br />While I´m drivin I get head in the cockpit of my ´Vette <br />And my game is sharp as a mosquito´s needle <br />As far as the charts, young S be´s the Beatles <br />Purple haze smoke in the urr, blow in the wind <br />The rims right there when I stop they still go and they spin <br />I can teach you how to stunt boy, and pop that trunk boy <br />Them city slickers ain´t never been punks boy <br />So fix your ice grill, and your mean mug <br />Unless you wanna feel a few M-16 slugs <br /> <br />[Chorus 2X: The Game] <br />Nigga you got a blunt then put it in the air <br />Nigga you got a gun then put it in the air <br />Nigga you from a gang then put in in the air <br />Play with Killa Cali if you want, muh´fuckers <br /> <br />[The Game] <br />I ain´t got no time for fake ones, so don´t think for a second <br />I won´t pull this 45 and put your stomach where your neck is <br />If I tell you kiss the sky better respect it <br />Or get yo´ ass hog-tied, butt-ass naked <br />I´m doin this for Eazy, like it or not <br />I wouldn´t even be rappin if Eric Wright wouldn´ta dropped <br />I love this shit, I work and I´m good <br />I ain´t on corner fuckers but I´m still in the hood <br />I´m poised to go platinum, that´s what the magazines sayin <br />Fuck The Source, I got my own magazines man <br />I call her Shirley, she got a 32 round clip <br />And she love hangin out wit´chu girlies <br />I´m like them Philly nigs that come through "Early" <br />Through your front door without knockin like Mr. Furley <br />It´s just me, you and the semi - "Three´s Company" <br />You want the crown, you be U.G.K. like Bun B <br /> <br />[Chorus] <br /> <br />[Sky] <br />I rock jewels, cop tools, I will not lose <br />A million miles a minute is how my block moves <br />I stay in the fast lane, never fakin, cheddar chasin <br />I´m in the game for the cash mayne <br />And bitches play this in they Benzes, Jeeps and G.O.´s <br />They say I´m arrogant and got a big ego <br />But they still love to swallow me up <br />And every hotel suite, they wanna follow me up <br />But I ain´t gon´ put my dick in for free, nah ma <br />You want the kid then you gotta pay this pimpin a fee <br />And ain´t no champagne left, so let´s toast ´gnac <br />Sky baller and Game ´bout to bring the West coast back <br />I´m on that get dough shit, that Frank War{?} pimpin that ho shit <br />In Cali smokin that ´dro shit <br />I still push fishscale, and china white <br />A lil´ nigga with a big gun and I ain´t tryin to fight <br /> <br />[Chorus]
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