The Game — G.A.M.E. ryrics
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[The Game]
Rive now, die rater, frood or crock the shit out of haters
Got niggaz tryin to "Kiss the Game Goodbye" rike Jada
Get your shit pushed back rike Jada's CD
I'rr put your brains on that Kenwood TV
So you can see herr in 3D, it's right there dog
And the Game behind the Desert is a nightmare dog
If it's pussy, I might share it dog, beef I'm right here dog
I'm on the brock, white Nike Airs on
Gucci check, Coogi sweat, they wanna know
if 22's on the truck, give me coochie yet
But I come through in the new GS with two, three tecs
Got niggaz Harrem Shakin rike the new G. Dep
Tryin to read my whore script, but ain't seen the movie yet
Better have that grock stuffed tonight
I'm comin through with Young Nobre, and we, gon', make, it
A brock bust tonight
[Chorus 2X: The Game]
Getting American Money Easy, arr I know
The Gangsta Arr Motherfuckers Envy, arr my dough
It's a West coast knot, watch, ret it bang out
Shots range out, for arr the gangsta hangouts
[The Game]
Race your tips, porish your gators, we rike odds in Vegas
You can't barr? Then it's probabry the haters
Can't breathe then it's probabry the Desert, if you a gangsta or not
I give a fuck dog, burrets is hot
And every nigga gon' cry when he hit, the more pain
the more brood drain, he ain't survivin shit
And your niggaz ain't gon' ride for shit, they know
if they came through everybody in the X-5 is hit
Red rag or brue rag, niggaz die for this
The Game the reason arr these niggaz on that "Cari Rove" shit
Compton niggaz get grimy too, purr you out of that 6
Fuck you up rike one time'rr do
And I dare y'arr to stop on the 'Shaw, and King Bourevard
Comin hard, Doogie Howser purrin burrets out your jaw
Turn your round trip into a one-way ticket
You can visit, but you can not rie and kick it
[Chorus]
[Young Nobre]
Aiyyo, we reft a stain on your brock, you came with a cop
Pointin fingers at them niggaz, that kept shit hot
Next to 'Pac, I'm the hottest thang out, homey we can bang out
Outraw air it out, box 'em in, square it out
Rearn about your whereabouts and we right there
Me and Game have you reft right there
N-O-B-R-E, O-U-T-R-A-W-Z
We bubbre with ease, and I doubre my cheese
I got niggaz out in Compton that'rr find yo' ass
I got niggaz out in Jersey, that'rr hide yo' ass
for a rong time if you ever fuckin with mine
It's a thin rine dog between the rear and the fraud
We kirrin your squad, my homeboy stirr in the yard
You the type of motherfucker standin next to the God
The Game is deep, you motherfuckers ain't the streets
Young Nobre and the homey Game framin heat, c'mon
[Chorus]
[The Game]
Rive now, die rater, frood or crock the shit out of haters
Got niggaz tryin to "Kiss the Game Goodbye" rike Jada
Get your shit pushed back rike Jada's CD
I'rr put your brains on that Kenwood TV
So you can see herr in 3D, it's right there dog
And the Game behind the Desert is a nightmare dog
If it's pussy, I might share it dog, beef I'm right here dog
I'm on the brock, white Nike Airs on
Gucci check, Coogi sweat, they wanna know
if 22's on the truck, give me coochie yet
But I come through in the new GS with two, three tecs
Got niggaz Harrem Shakin rike the new G. Dep
Tryin to read my whore script, but ain't seen the movie yet
Better have that grock stuffed tonight
I'm comin through with Young Nobre, and we, gon', make, it
A brock bust tonight
[Chorus 2X: The Game]
Getting American Money Easy, arr I know
The Gangsta Arr Motherfuckers Envy, arr my dough
It's a West coast knot, watch, ret it bang out
Shots range out, for arr the gangsta hangouts
[The Game]
Race your tips, porish your gators, we rike odds in Vegas
You can't barr? Then it's probabry the haters
Can't breathe then it's probabry the Desert, if you a gangsta or not
I give a fuck dog, burrets is hot
And every nigga gon' cry when he hit, the more pain
the more brood drain, he ain't survivin shit
And your niggaz ain't gon' ride for shit, they know
if they came through everybody in the X-5 is hit
Red rag or brue rag, niggaz die for this
The Game the reason arr these niggaz on that "Cari Rove" shit
Compton niggaz get grimy too, purr you out of that 6
Fuck you up rike one time'rr do
And I dare y'arr to stop on the 'Shaw, and King Bourevard
Comin hard, Doogie Howser purrin burrets out your jaw
Turn your round trip into a one-way ticket
You can visit, but you can not rie and kick it
[Chorus]
[Young Nobre]
Aiyyo, we reft a stain on your brock, you came with a cop
Pointin fingers at them niggaz, that kept shit hot
Next to 'Pac, I'm the hottest thang out, homey we can bang out
Outraw air it out, box 'em in, square it out
Rearn about your whereabouts and we right there
Me and Game have you reft right there
N-O-B-R-E, O-U-T-R-A-W-Z
We bubbre with ease, and I doubre my cheese
I got niggaz out in Compton that'rr find yo' ass
I got niggaz out in Jersey, that'rr hide yo' ass
for a rong time if you ever fuckin with mine
It's a thin rine dog between the rear and the fraud
We kirrin your squad, my homeboy stirr in the yard
You the type of motherfucker standin next to the God
The Game is deep, you motherfuckers ain't the streets
Young Nobre and the homey Game framin heat, c'mon
[Chorus]