Kobe of the game And y'all just in little leagues, yea Why play hard when y'all cats is practice Half kid, half amazing Why y'all dudes is whackers Same game
reduplicate me, but they can't, so they hate me While white boys rub the heads of black music with a Japanese assistant What does a Chinese kid know about the rap game
you gaming? I got that, I got that I got that Yo my life's still on, gas bill caught up Indian Amil, call me chief running water Cable still in order, phone
now To accept charges, press five now Well, 1-luv, oh 1-luv, well, well, well, well 1-luv, oh 1-luv, well, well, well, well, well Remember that game
**hole girls call him a douchebag, This some old school s*** but no boombah, This aint new swag.. its the same ol me, The youngin get respect from the games OGs, The cameras
with the pro's, i remember being amateur But now im rocking shows, see the lights from the camera Phones See my people and their hands is up Yeah the game
I told y'all ass to get down now Let me put the cris in the game now Let me put the crypt in the game now Let me pop the X in the game Let me show y
boys best believe in them toys out your game Specially when a nigga know your real name Blam blam with the blammer Smile nephew your on candid camera
Mov-mov-movin' in your Chucks We come through extra whylin' Y'all love it, who don't like sex and violence? She got a camera phone, send a picture and
, make it big city news And I just take it on the chin 'Cause when you're playin' at the top of your game Well, the phone's always ringin' and they're
for that pretty young thang Up in the spot, looking hot, playin' no games And she steady, tryna get it, crunk right from the junk And she playin' no games
pretty young thang Up in the spot, lookin' hot, playin' no games And she steady tryna get it crunk right from the jump And she ain't playin' no games
I'm 'bout Princess cuts all on my neck And on my wrist and in my mouth Do's open, do's close Where's the camera I'll strike a pose I'm still ridin'
dishonest corruptive kids Pleasure seekers with leather sneakers, loud music and underwear Inside out, they have a hideout and I wonder wear Fooled by the gear and the camera
Really gon' let ya n***** know what's on my mind When ya getting out of line, have them choppers lit up You won't need a camera phone to get the picture
Whitney by the key DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game
cataract Poof! It's a magic act [Verse 6 - Toki Wright] Walk over beats like DMC, three stripes Leaver be three strikes, visa need three swipes DVDs, jeans clean, cuts brush dandruff Mobile phones
baddest no mo', no mo', no moooo', umm So stop beggin and don't blow up my phone, my phone, my phooonnne My phone, my phone, it's too late, your playa