you What a strong relationship can grow to But you gotta trust me and you're gonna love me Squeeze the phone and hug me, use your mind to rub me Now
gonna beat that case Yeah, it's on again, two shots of patron I'm in Drive slow and let the motherfuckin' chrome extend [Chorus:(The Game)] Out in the
shady Take it off, you see me spendin' dubs baby Take it off, watch me dance for you baby Dance for me baby Dance for me baby Dance for me baby Dance for me
ta ban this skanless brotha Un nother claim inn true from the crew that unda cova Still Lench Mob in got ta let them bitches know Flow original, I got ta let
He said, "You're done" He chased me two blocks with a gun But my dear boss let me apologize In hind site, there wasn't a gun (I love my boss) He's going out
cunt yeah, baseball bat blunts, Mary Jane's a stripper macca's on the mic again rollin' up a rizler astronomical like the words that come out of me,
misery (pray for me) Some get tore up 'til they hurl off the liquor B (gettin twisted) Somebody told me that the girls need the chivalry (fuck a bitch) That's
too tight, but they laugh when they see me fall I guess my skinss too dark for them to hear me I know they don't like me, for some reason I think they fear me
osama to me. Well my bedroom's watched by an intafada, Kids with bricks or strips in gaza, Point at me in my pyjamas, Laugh and scream get out of bed
beat that case Yeah, it's on again, two shots of patron I'm in Drive slow and let the motherfuckin' chronic spin [Chorus: The Game] Out in the streets
buggin' me bitch And Little Capo keep lookin' that's cause he really love me The streets smothered me, crack smothered me and the brothers I want to move out
off of me Lord please let me go where I needs to be Ball 'till I fall it's a poor family Fo' sho' I know the future got a lot of stuff for me Verse
got no strap, Remember Yella knocked ya out? Tech flicks into Slim, The other clown ran out On ya faggot-ass roaches scared to poo in the pen It's the real 226 spinnin a ben
she's peepin me, she's peepin me Why you peepin me Everybody knows that I'm a G Hey, Hey, she's peepin me, she's peepin me She's peepin me from the corner
man, yo B excuse me I didn't call your girl, why accuse me? I think you're insecure, not sure if your girlfriend's home, if she's knockin at my door Back
infamous might be out stalkin' I suggest you watch out for the boobie traps Make up the scarecrow is out there ya only for huntin' Special thanks to my brother ben
the Vill Oozy from Ben Hill Grand hustle hold it down, bank hand (?) Known most of these niggas since they was wetting the bed So that's a lil bit of history you can check me out
his story's soundin' sad like the movie Ben but um anyway I'm just protectin' my shit 'cause if it wasn't me he's killin' then my moms mighta got it it's