d they have to send my baby home?" Fuckin' with some nigga, that paper long Been a g in the game now my son on the throne [Lil Wayne] I am the beast
Imma Bad Chick, But Yall Already Know That! And, Im Undeffeated. Blowin Kisses At You Haters Cuz Im Miami Heated! Tired Of Playin Wit You Lames Im Shuttin Down The Game
Drunk off champagne screamin' in the phone See my house is not a home, fuck is goin' on Where did we go wrong, where do we belong Caught up in the game
this sh-t that makes these b-tches go insane So they tell me that they love me I know better than that it's just game It's just what comes from fame
to the wall (wall) Turn the music up let's rock the party cause it's on (on) My game is through the roof like j-j-Jordan in the zone Fresh Prince of Hollywood, Ch-ch-ch-Chillin on my throne
window to the wall (wall) Turn the music up lets rock the party cuz its on (on) My game is through the roof like j-j-Jordan in the zone Fresh Prince of Hollywood, Ch-ch-ch-Chillin on my throne
so strong Always knew that I would occupy your mind You would always find a little more time To show me I was number one Put me there on my throne Lately
in the game beware Put a pimp on a hope and then say your prayers Got this ocean so damn potent player Put you on a throne like a broken chair You know
too animated like The Incredibles Let this beef go around like the 26's It's young Game of flame, welcome to the House of Pain Nigga what about The Game
Snoop, you ain't a blood like Game" And I was speaking on Game without knowing him but now, you know alot of these dudes jump in the game and they rap
(The Game) That's Lloyd Bank's momma singin', You betta tell your boy to keep his mouth closed, Or he gon' get a black tux, And a free wake, How my bow
find in the club, him and Lloyd Banks hugging Nigga got mad when The Game start buzzing So fuck making friends now I'm into throwing slugs Olivia talking about we a family, Game
a tyrant It's not a game, it's just called The Game There'll be no referees, no halftime reports When the game is over, The Game is over You can't put
{*scratched: "Livin in Compton, California C-A"*} Charlie O, drop that hot shit [The Game] Motherfucker it's the Game, mister tint the windows wit'cha
Cause, the, game, don't, change [The Game] I heard they got Bloods in New York now Red rags in Uptown Harlem now, I need that love Front court at the Knicks game
the illest [Chorus] [The Game] They say "Game, you rappin like you from the East coast," meet toast Gun jammed in your throat, forgot that you spoke Game
the breakdown [Verse 1: The Game] No detox I'm comfortable dog Like the solo Reeboks right up under me dog And it feel like I done it before Sit in the throne