(feat. Young Noble (Outlawz))
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[19 second instrumental to open]
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[The Game]
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Live now, die later, flood or clock the shit out of haters
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Got niggaz tryin to "Kiss the Game Goodbye" like Jada
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Get your shit pushed back like Jada's CD
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I'll put your brains on that Kenwood TV
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So you can see hell in 3D, it's right there dog
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And the Game behind the Desert is a nightmare dog
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If it's pussy, I might share it dog, beef I'm right here dog
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I'm on the block, white Nike Airs on
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Gucci check, Coogi sweat, they wanna know
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if 22's on the truck, give me coochie yet
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But I come through in the new GS with two, three tecs
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Got niggaz Harlem Shakin like the new G. Dep
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Tryin to read my whole script, but ain't seen the movie yet
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Better have that glock stuffed tonight
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I'm comin through with Young Noble, and we, gon', make, it
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A block bust tonight
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[Chorus 2X: The Game]
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Getting American Money Easy, all I know
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The Gangsta All Motherfuckers Envy, all my dough
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It's a West coast knot, watch, let it bang out
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Shots range out, for all the gangsta hangouts
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[The Game]
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Lace your tims, polish your gators, we like odds in Vegas
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You can't ball? Then it's probably the haters
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Can't breathe then it's probably the Desert, if you a gangsta or not
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I give a fuck dog, bullets is hot
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And every nigga gon' cry when he hit, the more pain
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the more blood drain, he ain't survivin shit
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And your niggaz ain't gon' ride for shit, they know
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if they came through everybody in the X-5 is hit
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Red rag or blue rag, niggaz die for this
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The Game the reason all these niggaz on that "Cali Love" shit
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Compton niggaz get grimy too, pull you out of that 6
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Fuck you up like one time'll do
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And I dare y'all to stop on the 'Shaw, and King Boulevard
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Comin hard, Doogie Howser pullin bullets out your jaw
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Turn your round trip into a one-way ticket
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You can visit, but you can not lie and kick it
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[Chorus]
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[Young Noble]
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Aiyyo, we left a stain on your block, you came with a cop
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Pointin fingers at them niggaz, that kept shit hot
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Next to 'Pac, I'm the hottest thang out, homey we can bang out
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Outlaw air it out, box 'em in, square it out
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Learn about your whereabouts and we right there
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Me and Game have you left right there
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N-O-B-L-E, O-U-T-L-A-W-Z
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We bubble with ease, and I double my cheese
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I got niggaz out in Compton that'll find yo' ass
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I got niggaz out in Jersey, that'll hide yo' ass
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for a long time if you ever fuckin with mine
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It's a thin line dog between the real and the fraud
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We killin your squad, my homeboy still in the yard
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You the type of motherfucker standin next to the God
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The Game is deep, you motherfuckers ain't the streets
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Young Noble and the homey Game flamin heat, c'mon
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[Chorus]
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Game
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| The Game |
