(play). 'Cause it's a deadly game that we play as we live our lives, When we say what is on our minds, Play it now before the game is over. Two simple
[Dj Khaled] Ayo Game, what they do boy It's DJ Khaled I got my Black and Red Jordan Retro 6?s on I'm all about gettin' money I love glorifying my hard
her prayers So I'm feeling alright I'm tryna stay aware And if you wanna trip than I'mma meet ya there To my niggas in the game, keep the game fair Players
packages they get FedEx you can call 'em priority of 'da next day they call the next day like "Maine I'm still rollin'" I'm like well im heading to the game
say (Verse 1) Sick wit' it, six digits, big engines Get lots of head like six midgets It just this code I live by, Represent the road I grew up by, And I see the game
close your mouth and let you ass talk Young Money eatin', all you haters do is add salt Stop playin', bitch, I got this game on dead bolt Mind so sharp
leave, I always come right back here The young spitter that everybody in rap fear A lot of y'all are still soundin' like last year The game needs change
We both lie silently still In the dead of the night Although we both lie close together We feel miles apart inside Was it something I said or something
you're a whore. karma's fair but instead i'd rather see you dead. it's so hard to say. couldn't run away. it's those games you played wish you would
I haunt you in every dream And you feel a little misery What's her name, what's she like like? I should warn her that you'll never do her right? All your games
life of some real niggas Some real niggas, you'll never see what I've seen When I sleep, I dream of bodies in streams of blood Naked bitches, dead nigga
wrong Can you face yourself with that question? Or the answer? What the fuck do you believe in? Say goodbye to the bad guy 'Zy rollin' with my cat eye, dead
me Steal your faith, take a puff, inhale my name Smoke on it, shit, choke on it Bitch nigga, I'm ma make a hit nigga Hot mother fucker down to the skit nigga Game
niggaz is the song I sing Real niggaz do real things After mad blunts and gin we had the plan made I bought my wifey a crib, I bought the mafia, a arcade Mad games
budget But I'm the nigga made you love Now you wanna change the subject I ain't sweating that animosity I'm deading that Instead of rap Imma smack you dead
my vision Watching my life go down, like Christian Listen hear them bullets rang, shotguns and mac millis Spraying like a hurricane in this war called the terror game
, we gotta get him I wanna know where they came from or who sent them First nigga to find them better bend 'em 'Cuz I just spoke to Polly Fontaine Shit ain't a game
that pretty shit Takin' it back to the gutter for you motherfuckers (Niggaz know the deal) Niggaz know who the Don is (Live from Bedford-Stuyvesant, the livest one) Peep game