The Game Ft. Snoop Dogg - Whatchu Drinkin' On?
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[Verse 1 - The Game]
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It's me Chuck Taylor muthafucka/
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I'm back for the first time no more nursury rhymes/
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I'm the west coast version of B I G
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East coast version of Easy E
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Mix it with a bottle of hypnotic that 6-4 on hydrolics
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If it wasn't for Dre I'd be in the garden like R. Wallace
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Movin' rocks like the Grand Canyon man
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The forty-five throw bullets like Randal's hands
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I'm from Los Angelos man
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You got the D, we break down zones like Kansas man
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I'm in the hood giving out free samples man
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Them fiends wanna see me scramble like Atlanta fans
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Move rock by day, Lambo by night
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Same color as Brett Farvre's Jersey with dual exhaust pipes
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She mad 'cause she can't ride, she just wanna fight
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Frustrated at The Game, throwing chairs like Bob Knight
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Aight
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[Hook - The Game]
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Whatchu Drinkin' On
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Belvadere or grey goose
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Alinzey or orange juice
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Is it Henny and coke? Remy and coke?
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V S O P or bottle of O-E
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Whatchu Drinkin' On
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Hypnotic or Armendel, Psyclone or crystal
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My nigga's is in this bitch we packin' the pistols
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Nigga's get out of line we airin' this bitch out
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[Hook]
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[Verse 2]
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G A M E that's my main man
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Holdin' on some mothafuckin' MOET champaigne
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Pop it on 'em, drop it on 'em, quick like
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And kick that shit to get a bitch like
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Ready to fuck with me,
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And bring another bitch with you, now we doing three company
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Her choice of drink was V S O P
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It made the bitch feel queasy
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And easy does it, I'm with my cousin, Chuck Taylor
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My relative of a little gangbang flavor
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You save a bullet flavor of a mothafuckin gangsta
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In some powder blue Marvin Gay'das
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I'm buying the bar tonight
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And I'm fucking with these riders, known eastsidaz
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Playin', pimpin' while I'm rappin' while you yappin'
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Slippin' my clippin' now I'm clickin' and I'm clackin'
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Sippin' Yak n',
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[Hook]
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[Verse 3 - The Game]
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Hey Ma the DJ's playin' your song
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You know how them bitches act when Snoop Dogg is on
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You ever seen a bitch bust through doors in high heels
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In Dolce Gerbanna jeans with a Henny on the rocks
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Ass like Jenny from the block,
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All the gangsta's stare, Aftermath all the gangsta's here
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You seen the line outside it's going down in here,
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G-Unit, Shady Records and a pound in here
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I'm Jessie Owens on a track, so Dark Child in here
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I got an ounce in here, we all got four pounds in here
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So don't step on them All Star's and Air Forces
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Got a full magazine that's hotter than their Source
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And I'm the rap era, parents of Michael Air Jordan
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With Chicago in cursive and Chorinc and coach persons
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X-O or X Pills, King Lewis or malt liquor
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Drunk or tipsy I keep the heart nigga
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I'm gangsta
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Whatchu Drinkin' On? [Ft. Snoop Dogg]
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The Game |