Paroles: The Game. Wouldn't Get Far.

(feat. Kanye West)

[Sample:]
For you baby, I'd find you 4x

[Verse 1: The Game + sample repeats: "Wouldn't get far, far, far, far" and "For you baby, I'd find you"]

I done been around the world, been around the block
Been around hoes that fucked Biggie and Pac
Like Vida Guerrera, ass took her to the top
She'll give you some brains, you let her throw up the Roc
Let her put on your chain, she'll throw you some cock
Picture that, like Megan Good and Jamie Foxx
Hype said "It's a wrap", she still on the set
Puttin' oil on her legs, like she Gloria Velez
She was eye candy in the Double XL
Hopped of the page and on the skateboard with Pharrell
I knew she (wouldn't get far)
'Cause five hundred dollars can't get you that (far)
How you get that (far)?
And all these new video bitches tryna be Melyssa Ford
But they don't know Melyssa Ford drive a Honda Accord
She a video vixen, but behind close doors
She do whatever it take to get to the Grammy Awards
Haha

[Hook: The Game + sample, {Kanye West}]
(You wouldn't get far, far, far)
Fuckin' them rap stars
You know who you are,
Put your hands up ladies
(You wouldn't get far)
If you kept your legs closed
(It would be just a waste of time)
But you know
(You wouldn't get far, far, far)
Fuckin' them rap stars
You know who you are
I wrote this song for you
(For you baby, I'd find you) [x2]
For you {for you}, and you (uh)
For all y'all

[Verse 2: Kanye West + sample repeats: "Wouldn't get far, far, far, far" and "For you baby, I'd find you"]

Pop quiz, how many topless, black foxes
Did I have under my belt, like boxers
Not to brag, but, if it add up, one two
Nigga that's mad nuts, Game you mad nuts
How you gonna call out all these
Bitches knowin' damn well they gonna call me
The only dream of the ghetto prom queen
Was to make it to the screen, maybe get seen
Maybe get chose by a nigga from a team
Head so good he don't ask for a pre...nup
Now ask your self this question, uh
Would you be with Jay-Z if he wasn't CEO
Would you be with F-A-B-O, if he drove an EO
Would you ride with Ne-Yo, if he was in a Geo
Well why the hell you think these bitches comin' at me for?
But since they all fall in my palm, I'll take a trio

[Hook: The Game + sample]
(You wouldn't get far, far, far)
Fuckin' them rap stars
You know who you are,
Put your hands up baby
(You wouldn't get far)
If you kept your mouth closed
(It would be just a waste of time)
But you know
(You wouldn't get far, far, far)
Fuckin' them rap stars
You know who you are
I wrote this song for you
(For you baby, I'd find you) [x2]
For you, and you
For all y'all

[Verse 3: The Game + sample repeats: "Wouldn't get far, far, far, far" and "For you baby, I'd find you"]
I done have my share of bitches with long hair
Short 'do like Kelis, a Halle, and boomerang, yea
I been around the block in a Bentley, drop top
On Miami Beach when Lil' Kim was fuckin' with Scott
I got the scoop on Hoopz, whatever the case
She let you spray in her face, as long as you Bathin' Apes
And ain't nobody tryna take Beyonce from Jay
But I know a bitch named Super Head, fucked back in the day
The things niggas do when pussy sittin' on they face
Stab Un in the stomach
She musta had a pussy like Wonder Woman
On that superhero shit, fly as Gabrielle Union
In the back of my six, fo' Impala
Forget the double D's, I put 'em right in your face
Like that model bitch De Cara(?)
And she ain't win the show, but she ridin in that Gelatta(?)
That's why I fuck 'em today then forget 'em tomorrow

[Hook: The Game + sample]
(You wouldn't get far, far, far)
Fuckin' them rap stars
You know who you are,
Put your hands up ladies
(You wouldn't get far)
If you kept your legs closed
(It would be just a waste of time)
But you know
(You wouldn't get far, far, far)
Fuckin' them rap stars
You know who you are
I wrote this song for you
(For you baby, I'd find you) [x2]
For you, and you
For all y'all

[Outro: The Game talking]
God damn, you know what I'm sayin'?
I was sittin' back and watchin' Kanye video
And I see the same bitch that was in the homeboy Busta Rhyme's video
Then I flipped the motherfuckin' channel, checkin' out my uncle Snoop Dogg's video
And I see the same bitch that was in MY video
You know what I'm sayin'?
And then, you know what I'm sayin', to make that even more fucked up
I'm watchin' Oprah coverin' Hurricane Katrina
I see the same bitch on Oprah, floatin' away on the hood of a Camry,
that was in the nigga Lil' Weezy video
I mean, damn! Everywhere I look, everywhere I go, I see the same hoes
Don't get mad, I'm only bein' real... yea