The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Intro Lyrics

The Game The Documentary Lyrics

Intro by Game, The

Album: The Documentary (2005) [A Man] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

Alot of people are advocated that the rich gets richer and the poor gets poorer. Thats only because you dont understand whats going to happen to you, you see its all just a game ladies and gentlemen, and the quality of your living depends entirely upon your ability to play the game, and i play the game.......

The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Westside Story Lyrics

The Game Westside Story Lyrics

Westside Story by Game, The

Album: The Documentary (2005) Crip niggas, Blood niggas, Ese's, Asians, Dominicans, Puerto Ricans, White Boyz, Jamaicans, Latin Kingz, Disciples, Vicelords, Hatians all these mutha fuckas been patiently waiting since the west coast fell off the steets been watchin the west coast neva fell off I was asleep in Compton aftermath been here the beats been knockin Nate Dogg doin his thing DPG still poppin I got California love fuckin bitches to that pac shit and westside connection been had it locked bitch I'm in the rear view my guns is cockin I'll put red dots on that nigga head like rodman all stars, phat laces, gun charge, court cases faught that, not guilty I'm back niggas hate me been there, done that, sold crack got jacked, got shot, came back jumped on Dre's back, payback homie I'm bringin CA back and I dont do button up shirts or drive Maybacks all u old record labels tryin to advance Aftermath bitch take it like a mutha fuckin man

(chorus)50 cent The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Westside Story Lyrics

If you take a look in my eyes you see i'll be a gangsta till I die that California chronic got me so high Game tell them where your from nigga westside! If you take a look in my eyes you see i'll be a gangsta till I die that California chronic got me so high Game tell them where your from nigga westside!

Verse 2- Game The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Westside Story Lyrics

I'm lowridin homie, 6 Tre impala gold d spinnin, chrome hydraulics run up on my low-low you stop breathin hollow tips make niggas dissappear like houdini gang bangin is real homie I'm livin proof like Snoop Dogg C-Walkin on top of da devils roof rap critics wanna converse, about this and that cuz red strings in this converse and this a Dre track keep jibberin jabberin I'll pull a .38 magnum and get the clickin and clackin your homies wanna kno what happened come to Compton and see thriller like Mike Jackson I might be Spike Lee, of this gun clappin prior to rappin I was drug trafficin in the dope spot playin John Madden homie I aint braggin, I took five if u wanna die run up on that black 745

(chorus)50 cent The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Westside Story Lyrics

If you take a look in my eyes you see i'll be a gangsta till I die that California chronic got me so high Game tell them where your from nigga westside! If you take a look in my eyes you see i'll be a gangsta till I die that California chronic got me so high Game tell them where your from nigga westside!

Verse 3- Game The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Westside Story Lyrics

New York New York, big city of dreams I got my L.A Dodger fitted on im doin my thing got me fuckin wit G-Unit you kno the drama that bring I got niggas in Westside Compton and Southside Queens and Buck told me in Cashville I'm good when I come through so I ain't gotta tuck in my chain like DJ Poo I'm gangsta more like Deebo when he was Zeus play bishop I paint that picture now who got the juice you niggas is nuts so, I take off ur roof leave your ass steched out like a Cadillac Coupe God gotta let me in heaven all the shit I been through I was an OG in the hood before i truned 22 homie I'll let the .38 special rip through that vest and dont contemplate whether or not he left his shit on the dresser Got Compton on my back I'm startin to feel the pressure I'm lyrically Kool G Rap in these Dre records

(chorus)50 cent The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Westside Story Lyrics

If you take a look in my eyes you see i'll be a gangsta till I die that California chronic got me so high Game tell them where your from nigga westside! If you take a look in my eyes you see i'll be a gangsta till I die that California chronic got me so high Game tell them where your from nigga westside!

The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Westside Story Lyrics

The Game Dreams Lyrics

The Game Dreams Lyrics

Dreams by Game, The

Album: The Documentary (2005)

[Verse 1]

I woke up out that coma, two thousand and one Bout the same time Dre dropped two thousand and one Three years later the album is done Aftermath presents: Nigga Witta Attitude Volume 1 Rap critics politicin Wanna know the outcome! Ready to die, Reasonable Doubt, and Doggystyle in one I feel like Pac, after the Snoop Dogg trial was done Dre behind the G-Series and All Eyez On Me I watched the death of a dynasty! So I told VIBE MAGAZINE Workin' with Dr.Dre was a (dream) I had visions of makin a classic Then my world turned black, like I was starin outta Stevie Wonders glasses Its kinda hard to imagine, like Kanye West Comin back from a fatal accident, to beat makin and rappin But, we da future Whitney Houston told me that, it's gonna take more than a bullet in the heart to hold me back

The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Dreams Lyrics

Rushin in this 40 ounce Lettin the ink from my pen bleed Cuz Marthin Luther King had a (dream) Aaliyah had a (dream) Left Eye had a (dream) So I reached out to Kanye and (brought you all my dreeam)

[sample playin its cuz i love you!]

[Verse 2]

I had dreams of fuckin an R'n'B bitch like Mya When i saw dat ass on a front of that King Read the article in a magazine She loved gangsters,loved nasty things So im the glass house havin' nasty dreams! Good girls neva' give it up But anything is possible ,if 50 fucked Vivica Heard of lifes obstacles,found my way through the maze Then joy turned to pain like,Frankie Beverly and Maze Used to dream of bein' Unsigned Hype Till i was crushed my Dave Mase,almost let my pen fall asleep on a page Daydreamin yesterday Dozin offback stage I tought i saw Eazy talkin to Jam Master Jay So i walked over heard Jam Master say Its a hardknock life,then you pass away They say sleep is the cousin' of death So my eyes wide open cuz a dream is kin to ya last breath

The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Dreams Lyrics

Rushin in this 40 ounce Lettin the ink from my pen bleed Cuz Marthin Luther King had a (dream) Aaliyah had a (dream) Left Eye had a (dream) So I reached out to Kanye and (brought you all my dream)

[sample playin its cuz i love you!]

[Verse 3]

The Dream of Huey Newton, thats what im livin' through The Dream of Eric Wright, thats what im givin you! Who walk through the Whitehouse without a business suit? Compton had Jerry Curl drippin' on Ronald Reagens shoes Gave Mike Lim my demo came here to pay my dues Started of with Whoo Kid then i started blazin Clue It was all a Dream like BIG sait it be Dont sleep on me homie i BRING NIGHTMARERS TO REALITY Rap Phenomenon defyin' the rulez of gravity Studied all the classic start revisin my strategy Cuz Marshall Mathers made it Curtis Jackson made it Head in the clouds wonderin where the hell Marvin Gaye went? How do i say this,im livin for my son but i can't figure,why im at my temple with this gun Wake up to a Jesus Piece like a Cathlic Nun The War to be a rap legend had just begun'

The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Dreams Lyrics

Rushin in this 40 ounce Lettin the ink from my pen bleed Cuz Marthin Luther King had a (dream) Aaliyah had a (dream) Left Eye had a (dream) So I reached out to Kanye and (brought you all my dreeam)

[sample playin its cuz i love you!]

[The Game talking]

This song is dedicated to Yutandey Price the sister of Venus and Serena Williams Who was slain during a gang shoutout in Compton Sunday September 14th 2003, Rest in peace!

The Game Hate It Or Love It Lyrics

The Game Hate It Or Love It Lyrics

Hate It Or Love It by Game, The

Album: The Documentary (2005) [50 Cent]

Yea Let's take'em back Uh huh

Coming up I was confused My mama kissing a girl Confusion occurs Coming up in a cold world Daddy aint around Probably out committing felonies My favorite rapper used to sing Check, check out my melody I wanna live good so shit I sell dope For a four-finger ring Wanted them gold ropes Nana told me if I passed I get a sheep skin coat If I could move a few packs I get the hat Now that'll be dope Tossed and turn in my sleep that night Woke up the next morning Niggaz done stole my bike Different day, same shit Ain't nothing good in the hood I run away from this bitch And never come back if I could

[Chorus] [50 Cent] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Hate It Or Love It Lyrics

Hate it or love it the under dog's on top And I'm gon shine homie until my heart stop

[The Game]

Go'head'n envy me I'm rap's MVP And I ain't going no where So you can get to know me

G-G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit

[Game] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Hate It Or Love It Lyrics

On the grill of ma low rider Guns on both sides Ride above the gold wires I four-five'em Kill a nigga on ma song And really do it That's the true meaning of a ghost rider Ten g'z will take your daughter outta air forces Believe you me homie, I know all about losses I'm from Compton, where the wrong colors, be cautious One phone call, have your body dumped in Marcy I stay strapped like car seats Been banging since ma lil' nigga, rob, got killed for his Barkley's That's ten years I told Pooh in '95 I'll kill you if you try me for my air-max 95's Told Banks when I met'em I'm a rider And if I gotta die, rather homicide I ain't had 50 Cent when ma grand-mama died Now I'm going back to Cali with ma jacob on See how time fly?

[Chorus] [50 Cent] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Hate It Or Love It Lyrics

Hate it or love it the under dog's on top And I'm gon shine homie until my heart stop

[The Game]

Go'head'n envy me I'm rap's MVP And I ain't going no where So you can get to know me

[50 Cent] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Hate It Or Love It Lyrics

From the beginning to the end Losers lose, winners win This is real we aint gotta pretend The cold world that we in It's full of pressure and pain Enough of me nigga now listen to Game

[Game]

Used to see 5-0 throw the crack by the bench Now I'm fucking with 5-0, it's all starting to make sense My Ma's happy, she aint gotta pay the rent And she got a red bow on that brand new Benz Waiting on Sha Money to land sitting in the range Think of how they spend 30 million dollars on airplanes When there's kids starving Pac is gone, and Brenda still throwing babies in the garbage I wanna know what's going on like I hear Marvin No school books They use their wood to build coffins Whenever I'm in a booth And I get exhausted I think what if Marie Bank had got that abortion I love you Ma

[Chorus] [50 Cent] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Hate It Or Love It Lyrics

Hate it or love it the under dog's on top And I'm gon shine homie until my heart stop

[The Game] Go'head'n envy me I'm rap's MVP And I ain't going no where So you can get to know me

The Game Higher Lyrics

The Game Higher Lyrics

Higher by Game, The

Album: The Documentary (2005) [Bridge]

It's not that I can't stop, It's that I won't stop, I make it hot (I do it) I'll be on top, as soon as the beat drop, I'll make the whole club rock (I do it)

[The Game] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Higher Lyrics

Lace my Air Ones up, put my gun up I don't need that I'm riding wit Dre Who don't love us, every hood throwin they dubs up Who the fuck yall thought was comin after Young Buck hip hops worst nightmare, Mr. Gangsta Rap is back in black nike airs You want war, we can settle it right here I got a squad, E-V-E and Busta Rhymes yeah Or you could give me ya bitch, her with the light hair Sit her next to these yellow bottles, tea right there Matter fact I'll take you in the back you in the hat, and you in the blue and the black Lets have a gangsta party Somebody lean over and tell Banks to order another case of fortys Yo Doc give them a coke with that, wake up the west coast is back

[CHORUS] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Higher Lyrics

(I can take you hiyaaaah) Show you how that low rider bounce off the flo' - You ain't know? (I can take you hiyaaaah) It's the motherfuckin chronic nigga thats whatsup - roll that blunt (I can take you hiyaaaah) G-Unit, Shady Aftermath I'm the motherfuckin Game and (I can take you hiyaaaah)

[Bridge]

[Game] + (Snoop Dogg) The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Higher Lyrics

Like Dre did, I created a buzz without a single like N.W.A. did From the hood -liquor- store to the state pen This is gin and juice the doc made the club R.O.C. without timbaland boots First nigga to put drolex on a bentley coupe You wanna piimp? I perm my shit up like snoop (Westside) Chronic 2005 motherfucker, put the purple in the dutch Let it Burn like Usher giirl Drop down, do the eagle, fuck that Real niggaz just pull up they pants and lean back giirl Make 50 spill his cris, he'll call you a bitch I'ma call you and hit , you can ya girlfriend, we can make it a flick I got the lollipop if you wanna lick Or you can take a ride on the magic stick

[CHORUS]

[Bridge] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Higher Lyrics

[Game]

Put 25's on the hummer, why not I'ma be here for the next 10 summers Drop me in the 4th quarter I'm fuckin up they money I don't need sound scan I'm doin my own numbers When that impala bounce you can see the chrome under I got em' in every color yea I'm a known stunner When I hit a switch I get higher than long jumpers low ridin with a hood rat or a grown woman And I'll do anything but I won't fuck Mariah Even if she had Ashanti butt naked in bed cause she got a forehead just like Tyra I can say what the fuck I want, you thought Dre retired Left me in 6-4 his Dayton wires These niggaz is a waste of rhymin, Doc got somthing to say be quiet

[Dr. Dre]

Look out for Detox

[CHORUS]

[Bridge] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Higher Lyrics

The Game How We Do Lyrics

The Game How We Do Lyrics

How We Do by Game, The album: The Documentary (2005) Chorus - [50 Cent]

This is how we do We make a move and act a fool while we up in the club This is how we do Nobody do it like we do it so show us some love This is how we do We make a move and act a fool while we up in the club This is how we do Nobody do it like we do it so show us some love

[The Game] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game How We Do Lyrics

Fresh like, uhh, Impala, uhh Chrome hydraulics, 808 drums You don't want, none Nigga betta, run When beef is on, I'll pop that, trunk Come get, some Pistol grip, pump If a nigga step on my white Air, Ones Since red, rum Ready here I, come Compton, uhh Dre found me in the slums Sellin' that skunk, one hand on my gun I was sellin' rocks when Master P was sayin' "Uhh" Buck pass the blunt These G-Unit girls just wanna have, fun Coke and rum Got weed on the tongue I'm bangin with my hand up her dress like, uhh I'll make her cum, purple haze in my lungs Whole gang in the front in case a nigga wanna stunt

[50 Cent] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game How We Do Lyrics

I put Lamborghini doors on that Escalade Low pro's so low look like I'm ridin' on blades In one year man, a nigga's so paid I have a straight bitch in the telly goin both ways (Ah!) Touch me, tease me, kiss me, please me I give it to ya just how you like it, girl You know I'm rockin' with the best Trey pound on my hip Teflon on my chest They say I'm no good 'Cuz I'm so hood Rich folks do not want me around 'Cuz shit might pop off and if shit pop off Somebody gon' get laid the fuck out They call me new money, say I have no class I'm from the bottom, I came up too fast The hell if I care, I'm just here to get my cash Bougie ass bitches you can kiss my ass

[50 Cent] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game How We Do Lyrics

This is how we do We make a move and act a fool while we up in the club This is how we do Nobody do it like we do it so show us some love This is how we do We make a move and act a fool while we up in the club This is how we do Nobody do it like we do it so show us some love

[The Game] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game How We Do Lyrics

I put gold Daytonas on that Cherry Six-Four White walls so clean it's like I'm ridin' on vogues Hit one switch man, that ass so low Cali got niggaz in New York ridin on hundred spokes Touch me, tease me, kiss me, please me I give it to ya just how you like it, girl You know I'm rockin' with the best Fo' pound on my hip Gold chain on my chest (Ah!)

[50 Cent] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game How We Do Lyrics

50, uhh Bentley, uhh Em came 'n gotta nigga fresh out the, slum Automatic, gun Fuck 'em one-on-one We wrap up ya punk ass, stunt 'n ya done Homie, it's Game time

[The Game] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game How We Do Lyrics

You ready? Here I come Call Lloyd Banks and get this motherfucker, crunk It took two, months But Fifty got it done Signed with G-unit Had niggaz like, huh? Don't try to front I'll leave yo' ass, slumped Thinkin I'm a punk Get your fuckin head, lumped Fifty got a, gun

[50 Cent]

Ready here he come Gotta sick ven-detta To get this, chedda Meet my Ba-retta The drama, setta Sip Ama-retta My flow sounds, betta Than average On tracks I'm a savage I damage Any nigga tryin' to front on my clique (G-Unit!)

The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game How We Do Lyrics

The Game Don't Need Your Love

The Game Don't Need Your Love Lyrics

Don't Need Your Love by Game, The

Album: The Documentary (2005) [The Game]

Yo Havoc, I'm too close to the edge on this one nigga I ain't gon' jump though, I'ma keep it raw gutter Yo Prodigy, you know I need you on this one nigga

[The Game] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Don't Need Your Love Lyrics

I got shit on my chest, I must confess Last night I was the nigga that shot up your projects Now I'm back in the hood, with rocks in the Pyrex Tan khakis and them Nike Airs with the dyed checks I was forced to live this life, forced to bust my chrome My pops left me in a foster home I felt abandoned like Quik now that Mausberg gone So I don't hop in the SS without the Mossberg homes I've been rappin for a year and a half, my life is real Put the gun in his mouth, he gon' bite the steel Come to Compton, I got stripes for real Before Dre, before the ice, before the deal - I was almost killed Like 'Pac before the Death Row deal I got shot over two pounds of weed, still ain't found them niggaz But karma come quicker for a nigga on the other side of the gun That's somethin I gotta teach my son

[Chorus: Faith Evans] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Don't Need Your Love Lyrics

I don't need your love, no no no no I don't need your love Need it, I don't want it, I don't need it I don't need your love, no I don't need your love I don't need your love Cause, the, game, don't, change

[The Game] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Don't Need Your Love Lyrics

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, new chick, French name New car, new house, and sometimes friends change And you don't need that love, when you G's like us And your Jesus piece is sim-u-lar to Biggie's And your life story is sim-u-lar to 50's First they hate you, then they love you, then they hate you again What the fuck do it take for a gangsta to win? No mics, no +Unsigned Hype+, nigga *FUCK* The Source Plus them awards I don't need And them niggaz breathin the same air as me, actin like they don't bleed We don't drive the same speed, this a Continental T That's a case of Armadale, this a continental suite So I'ma drown in my own sorrows Live life, fuck tomorrow, nigga cause reality is

[Chorus] w/ variations + ad libs

[The Game] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Don't Need Your Love Lyrics

I was gassed up, Murder Inc., Roc-A-Fella passed up Sat in Daddy's House with Black Rob and Lou and asked Puff Now The Game set in stone, the Frank Muniz set in stones Dre cut me a check, I'm gone Tryin to be the king of the streets, niggaz'll wet your throne But I got nieces to feed, two coasts to please So I roam through the city like the ghost of E Gotta put Compton back where it's 'sposed to be Nuttin between all my niggaz that's close to me In the streets with two fellas packin toast for me I'm 'posed to be, got all the critics watchin my pivot On my block in the Coupe readin kites from prison I got niggaz doin life in prison All my fallen soldiers is one of the reasons we pour out liquor So this song is for Ms. Wallace, Afeni Shakur And all the mothers of dead sons that went out in the war

[Chorus] - 2X w/ variations + ad libs

The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Don't Need Your Love Lyrics

The Game Church For Thugs Lyrics

The Game Church For Thugs Lyrics

Church For Thugs by Game, The

Album: The Documentary (2005) [Verse 1]

To all my niggas on the porch getting their hair braided Corn rolled by a L.A. bitch And I can't forget My niggas riding the train Yankee fitted Thermals under that Pelle shit I love New York but gangbanging that's L.A. shit And I'm proud of it Spit it through the wire so the crowd love it Haters you know who you are you can turn it down fuck it I can shoot a video to it and spend half the budget I'm gangsta, let the .40 cal blow in public More hatred inside my soul than Pac had for Delores Tucker Every time one of my niggas get shot the more I suffer Cause we trapped inside a world where your forced to die for your colors I seen it all through the Range tints Got niggas doing life in the state pen So I dread like Jamaicans If I die for one of my statements Than break up the streets of Compton and spill my blood in the pavement

[Hook] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Church For Thugs Lyrics

Believe me niggas keep sayin they gon heat me up Talking that shit like they goin lay me down And then I come through strapped to see what's up Niggas really don't want no parts of me pal

Niggas keep sayin they gon heat me up Talking that shit like they goin lay me down And then I come through strapped to see what's up Niggas really don't know parts of me pal

[Verse 2] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Church For Thugs Lyrics

Who I gotta talk to who I gotta write get my reebok deal done or im stayin in air nikes Aiight, I handle bars you ain't gotta ride a bike To peep game and his skill here go some training wheels Let's roll Through the city of god Where LA niggas train to kill Chop you up hundred times worse than the Haitians will For real naw Pharrell I need a track homie Dre we to close aint no turning back homie Deal with it I'm a be here for ten years Spittin like the ghost of Eric Wright and Big yeah Let me paint this picture While you sit here thinking in the back of your mind this is the shit yeah I spit for you niggas doing 25 on they 5th year ready to throw a nigga off the 5th tier Them white boys in the Abercrombie and Fitch gear And every nigga who ever helped me get here

[Hook]

[Verse 3] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Church For Thugs Lyrics

One brick, two brick The boy moving weight Now three bricks, four bricks I'm driving upstate Five Bricks, six bricks The nigga got cake Not rap money, but money been rap since ‘88 Look at the world we live in Niggas steady hate, to the heckler at Koch Leave him chopped up like freddy's face Niggas catching feelings Cause I'm about millions And outta all the newcomers out, my flow's the illest You a close second nigga, A banana to a guerilla Put us in the same cage and I'ma have to peel ‘em The best of both worlds Rapping and drug dealing Run and tell the chief I came to burn down the village The head honcho, staring out the third story window Of my Beverly Hills condo With two long ass heats I call ‘em Shaq and Alonzo You niggas want me outta L.A. Yeah I know

[Hook] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Church For Thugs Lyrics

The Game Put You On The Game Lyrics

The Game Put You On The Game Lyrics

Put You On The Game by Game, The

Album: The Documentary (2005) Electro-compulsive Therapy Part one Go 'head [3x] Do the walk wit me Go 'head [3x] Do the snake wit me Go 'head [3x] Do the walk wit me Go 'head Go 'head Go ahead Game

The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Put You On The Game Lyrics

First things first (aftermath), the chronic is back This is indo produced by timbo Game ova, naw the nwa chain choka Is burnin rubber inside the range rova Chain smokin, purple haze, this ain't Anotha one of those this the rebirth of dre The rebirth of la, the rebirth of hip-hop Another memorial for makaveli and big pop Hold up, timb stop. i said this anotha memorial For makaveli and big pop, g-g-g-g-g! Young homie got shit locked, public enemy number one Flava flav with a wristwatch. all black g-units All black impala, im a skitzo 3-wheelin the six-fo 50 cent know i'm comptons most wanted when I'm ridin wit timbo

[Chorus] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Put You On The Game Lyrics

Girl if you got a big back lemme bend that Show me where ya friends at we can flip that Lemme put you on the game(4x) I show you where the bloods at where the crips at Show you where they flip crack, where they pitch that Lemme put you on the game(4x)

[Verse 2] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Put You On The Game Lyrics

I ain't got the west on my shoulda, got the west In the backseat of the rova. ridin on dubs, nigga I'm westcoastin. the next hova from the home of The best doja, makin all that racket, i got the u.s. open Stunt on me i'll leave u wit ya chest open, vest broken Hop in the lo-lo wit tha tech smokin, g-g-g-g-g! I done paid my dues, nwa is back this is front page news. I got dre in the back, ridin on 22's. bitches screamin 'let me ride', it must be the shoes. red and black g6's Red dot on the glock, i'm goin 3x platinum dawg how Do i stop? i'm hot

[Chorus] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Put You On The Game Lyrics

Girl if you got a big back lemme bend that Show me where ya friends at we can flip that Lemme put you on the game(4x) I show you where the bloods at where the crips at Show you where they flip crack, where they pitch that Lemme put you on the game(4x)

[Verse 3] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Put You On The Game Lyrics

My unit is gorilla, fuck with my la familia, I will kill ya. i know that boy not familia(r), But you got to feel em if the docta sealed em (is compton in the house?) without a doubt I'm the rapper wit clout otha niggaz yap about. You know the one that introduced new york to The beach cruiser, got em puttin red and blue Strings in they g-units. get groupie luv, Tell em to keep movin, if i gotta problem wit a bitch I let eve do it. unless she got on a pearl And i can see through it, i don't just let her ride I give her the keys to it. me n my bitch layed back In the coupe, i'm movin in the neighborhood i ain't Passin through. i woulda been here afta snoop, But i slowed down and showed timbaland how to iron a khaki suit.

[Chorus] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Put You On The Game Lyrics

Girl if you got a big back lemme bend that Show me where ya friends at we can flip that Lemme put you on the game.(4x) I show you where the bloods at where the crips at Show you where they flip crack, where they pitch that Lemme put you on the game.

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The Game Put You On The Game Lyrics

The Game Start From Scratch

The Game Start From Scratch Lyrics

Start From Scratch by Game, The

Album: The Documentary (2005) [Intro]

Aight What the fuck are you lookin at self You want a piece of me Ahh man shit The story of my life...

[Verse 1] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Start From Scratch Lyrics

If i could start from scratch i woludn't change shit Same red bandana same 45th Same g wagon same hoodrat bitch Workers in the kitchen cookin up my shit Same telephone booth same connect That mean the same hollow tips breakin up in my chest Same bloody t-shirt same address Same dog food album bangin in my tape deck Homie if i could make 94 today I'd tell Eazy and Dre to bring back N.W.A. I would have told Pac not to stomp Orlando Told Puffy and Big about the Rampart scandal I got too many dead homies Fuck a rap career I'd give anything in the world to bring back my Nigga tez Seem like we was jus' in magic city yesterday If i could bring back my homeboy Charles he would say...

[Chorus] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Start From Scratch Lyrics

If i could start my life from scratch If i could take away the pain off my past If i had another chance i would do just that I'd give anything jus' to go right back

If i could start my life from scratch If i could take away the pain off my past If i had another chance i would do just that I'd give anything jus' to go right back

[Verse 2] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Start From Scratch Lyrics

Homie if i could rewind the hands of time I would of cut off the ps2 at 12:49 Nigga i'm a gangsta i stay on my grind Who knew 11 minutes later I'd get shot wit my own 9 I was 2 beeps away from a flatline When you a bad boy niggas don't wanna see you shine Dre said its my turn He call it Game time 23 lexanis bitches call him lebron I'd give my own life if i could change God's mind Bring baby luny back at the drop of a dime He let off a whole k Got shot 1 time That was a cool nigga I wish he had 9 lives My brother Devon died coz he chased the cat This a dog eat dog world Jesus please holla back I got a confession to make its called payback If y'all don't wanna listen show me where pastor Mase at

[Chorus] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Start From Scratch Lyrics

If i could start my life from scratch If i could take away the pain off my past If i had another chance i would do just that I'd give anything jus' to go right back

If i could start my life from scratch If i could take away the pain off my past If i had another chance i would do just that I'd give anything jus' to go right back

[Verse 3] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Start From Scratch Lyrics

I would have told Big Will it rain every Tuesday and Thursday When pigeons in your coupe you gotta watch where your birds lay Would have told Vita to stay sober When niggas beg for mercy That mean the beef is over Told ?? to take the porsche back Drive a rover Told slim hit reverse on that hardtop nova I would've change a couple of lines when i wrote soldier So i wouldn't have to live lookin over my shoulder My life is like an impala ridin 3 wheel motion I've been front to back Side to side Level my 6 4 frame out Keep on rollin Keep your family far away and your enemys closer Picture this THE SOURCE suckin benzino's dick Tryna be the big fish in the pond You know how them piranhas get You dead when dat green line go flat If you could start your life from scratch you couldn't change that

[Chorus] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Start From Scratch Lyrics

If i could start my life from scratch If i could take away the pain off my past If i had another chance i would do just that I'd give anything jus' to go right back

If i could start my life from scratch If i could take away the pain off my past If i had another chance i would do just that I'd give anything jus' to go right back

Go right back

The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Documentary by Game, The

Album: The Documentary (2005) [Boy talks to lady to start the song]

[Game (DRE) ] (Verse 1)

What happened in hip hop that got pac and big shot the thicks blocks now every rapper claim he let his clique pop but even myself told the gun to know the run then get shot Ive been there before now im fuckin with doc (Gotta do them calvin broadus numbers) if not i push rocks Anticipatin my encarceration media think im fakin like mason but when it comes to mase fuck r kelly i dont take it in the face i find out who sprayed it and im putting you under the pavement No buddhist priest, catholic, or babtist pastor can save him im far from religious but i got beliefs, so i put canary yellow diamonds in my jesus peace i came back from the dead without a part of my chest layed in a hospital bed on cardiac arrest i waited for 3 years while everybody else dropped now i understand why NAS did a song with his pop

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Im ready to die without a reasonable doubt smoke chronic and hit it doggy style before i go out until they sign my death certificate all eyez on me im still at it, illmatic and thats THE DOCUMENTARY

(Verse 2) The Game The Documentary Lyrics

If i die my niggas, fuck it i did a song with Mary Blige, my niggas Got a hook from faith no verse from Jay i guess on westside story he thought i spit in his face i told Ed Lover and Monie Luv i was talkin to Ja with that mayback line it was payback time keep fuckin with me nigga ill put you under me take your car and trade it in for eight 3 hundred C's if you cross my T i dot your I's you'd do life in a cementary ill do mine with shyne come home sit in the thrown with my legs crossed and my air force middle finger up fuck the world cause im feelin like puff when life after death hit mo' money, mo' problems and i lost my best friend im the second dopest nigga from compton u'll ever hear the first nigga only put out albums every 7 years (haha)

[Game (Commentator) ] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

(You know what speakin of Jay That just makes me roll down Now your song westside story) Ohh Ohh (You got a line that says dont wear throwbacks or drive, ride in maybacks, is that a shot at Jay?) Naa, i was talkin about Ja Rule Yeah, So, I mean, i got a lot of respect for Jay you know what im saying i never take shots at legends thats just something i dont do

(Verse 3) [Game (Busta) ] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

Let me tell you why i do this shit im a son of a gun cause moms was a hoover crip first day i got signed i had to prove i spit freestyle with Busta Rhymes (son duke is sick) The protege of Doc Dre i could finally put the shoes on now that the rumors of Rakim and Cube gone they say truth hurts sunk, like quick sand dont stop me in traffic and ask about hitman i gotta restore the feelin it crawled from under the rock after the dog pound crushed the buildings i got a family to feed im the middle of 9 children we can talk about a loan after i sell 5 million if i tell you i aint game and i dont know Dre. you gon do me like x-zibit and cut half of my face? i take all the credit for putting the west back on the map if you aint feelin that Guess im Gorilla Black!

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(DOCUMENTARY) The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Runnin Lyrics

The Game Runnin Lyrics

Runnin' by Game, The

Album: The Documentary (2005)

[Chorus]

Got to live for today cause tomorrow ain't promised to me Don't just want a piece I want my whole destiny (If you got it) I'm gone take it (If you're in it) You're coming with me (Bench warmers) Get no playing time (No sleeping) Till I cross the line I'm runnin'

[The Game] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Runnin Lyrics With 99 miles left, on the Avis rental car blowing horns like Miles Davis at the pearly gate God let me in Give me a room by Aaliyah with ESPN I know I got more sins than two lesbians Been back and forth across the border like Mexicans But (I'm runnin') like New York pedestrians Trying not to scuff my Nike Air checks again It's funny how niggaz be the best of friends And fall out over pussy and wanna dead they man One of my niggaz in the grave the other one in the pin She fuckin my enemies inside my homeboys Benz Now she beggin God's mercy cause she ain't listen to Nas And never heard about Ike and the Iverson jersey He got a cousin named Jason that rock the Gary Payton Now the same trifling bitch is a HIV patient True story

(Chorus)

[Tony Yayo] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Runnin Lyrics

If I get knocked with my blunt nigga I'm runnin' If I catch a murder one nigga I'm runnin' Homicide come around and they keep on coming That's why I'm out of state and I keep on runnin' I ain't Nelly but my desert eagles on girl Just dropped bail traveling the world When I sign my deal I said fuck jail I went on tour to Barcelona and Brazil This shit real fuck an appeal D's want my head like that bitch in Kill Bill Sling dope sling crack and them e pills That's why I'm on the low like a dead navy seals I'm runnin'

(Chorus)

[Game] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Runnin Lyrics

Cause I gotta pack them shows And Dre told me ain't no coming back from Go So I gotta get my album in place My G-Unit features My Eminem sixteens My Dr. Dre beats And it was two years from today when I started rhyming And took my demo to Suge and he ain't sign me Niggaz threatening my life like it's hard to find me See me shining in the hood like twenty inch Lexanis My mom said I'm hard head I don't follow the rules Why should I when Reebok giving niggaz they own shoes And I'm dealing with the same problems 50 Cent got Yayo in jail and they think I'm trying to take his spot I'm in the studio laughing at Chris Rock Then I turn on MTV and see Soulja Slim shot And niggaz trying to gun me down in the rim shop Cause I just want the same recognition that the crips got They say I'm the next in line and if I get shot Then I go out as the Bobby Fischer of hip hop Make yo chest move Sylvia Rome and Kevin Lyle slept cool Jimmy Iovine was the best move

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The Game Runnin Lyrics

The Game No More Fun And Games Lyrics

The Game No More Fun Games Lyrics

No More Fun And Games by Game, The

Album: The Documentary (2005) [INTRO]

3 Minutes my nigga...Ya'll know what it is..Just Blaze! No more fun and games

[VERSE 1] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game No More Fun Games Lyrics

Gangsta Gangsta that's already evident. Nigga wit a Attitude, check, check my residence. Whether I'm Crip or Blood, Homie, that's irrelivant. I'm with the D-O-C, there's nobody better then the west coast felon when he on that lowrider Bike pedaling, Somebody tell Eazy they still yellin' it. I'm with ya homie Doc Dre on the television while these niggas moving peanuts like a elephant. I'm on cars like spinnin' rims. I'm in a class all by myself like the brown Eminem. Not to down Eminem I fuck black bitches, fuck white bitches, nigga I like bitches. Them half and half Alicia Keys dyke bitches. If the head right, I might Air Nike bitches. Or put 'em on a track like Just Blaze, I look down on hoes and look up to Dre, cause ain't...

[CHORUS] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game No More Fun Games Lyrics

No more fun and games Gangtsa, Gansta Thats what they're yellin Its not about a salary Its all about reality

[VERSE 2] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game No More Fun Games Lyrics

I'm like Dre, Eazy, Cube, King Tia rolled into One. Used to move birdies 'till I put a hole in one. Nigga they thought I wasn't holdin' a gun, they try to ride up on me like Afeni Shakurs only son. Dre told me he ain't doing Detox, this his only run. Mase coming back and Hovie done. I'm surrounded by legends, sitting at the round table, I am The Game and still niggas tryna play Dude. I'm Ruthless, I ain't talkin' 'bout the label. I hook niggas up and I don't mean free cable. I mean I hook niggas up to the I.V, the same way Dre hooked me up to Ivine. I'm from the gutter, grew up in public housing. On the same block with a shack like Yao Ming. So if a nigga ever try to Jerry Hellin' me, tell Dre put up a mill cause that's what my bail Will be.

[CHORUS] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game No More Fun Games Lyrics

No more fun and games Gangtsa, Gansta Thats what they're yellin Its not about a salary Its all about reality

[VERSE 3]

I been rapping for 1 year 1 month, 17 days. 13 hours, 28 minutes, then I met Dre. 30 minutes after I bought the new Em, that was November 18, 3:09 P.M. Around the same time Wanksta got it's first spin, that was 32 weeks before they signed Rakim. 8 Months, 13 Days, before I knew a Mike Lynn. And 3 Years after Mase done turned his mic in? I start writing 22 months and 20 weeks prior to Lebron shaking Adidas for Nikes. I'm right here, 6 years after Randy Moss caught his first touchdown for the Vikings. 1 day, 7 hours, 14 minutes, 21 seconds before Soundscan got printed. 2 Platinum Records for I'm classified with Biggie. And 2 seconds before the song finish, yeah.

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The Game No More Fun Games Lyrics

The Game We Ain't Lyrics

The Game We Ain't Lyrics

We Ain't by Game, The

Album: The Documentary (2005) [Intro]

Ladies and gentleman You are now about to witness the strength Of Aftermath straight out the mothafuckin streets of Compton Put your hands together for Game bitch Hahahaha Yeah mothafuckas Compton's back on the mothafuckin map Aftermath in that ass bitch Game let's go

[Verse 1- The Game] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game We Ain't Lyrics

Me and Marshall aint start shit, they listen to our shit and talk shit about us but that shit is foul but i'm tryina feed my son drop mulitplatinum albums, make my mother proud that her son made it out but it's hard when they hate us they think Em a racist they say shit, but fuck them, Shady one of the greatest, like Biggie and Pac was we saw the throne was empty and decided to chase it Me, Em and 50 racin this rap shit is basic i followed that Jay shit Think of what I wanna say step in da booth and one-take it how could i not sell a million when im rappin on Dre hits? And spit tha classical L.A. and N.W.A. shit The media is bullshittin, we can't even say bitch They accusing Michael of touchin kids in the wrong places At first they embraced him, had a couple of facelifts Now people wanna place him with murderers and rapists They comin' I can taste this swear to God I erase it Put the clip in and waste 'em before I go out on that fake shit I'm so sick and tired this black shit this white shit So I sit here and write shit, Em they ain't gon' like this So they callin us

[Chorus : The Game] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game We Ain't Lyrics

We ain't...goin...nowhere...so fuck you We ain't...goin...nowhere...so fuck you [Eminem] This day the game will never be the same

[Dre]

Things just ain't the same for gangstas [Eminem] The game just isn't the same its changing To new Game You're now about to witness the power

[Verse 2- Eminem] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game We Ain't Lyrics

Only Dre can, judge me for the mistakes I'm making If I'm faking, I'm Clay Aiken You ain't 50 and you ain't Game, you lame, you're tame Bitch your mild sauce, you aint ready to make that flame switch you'll end up in the same situation, same shit Different day, just with different gangstas in your face Which way do you wanna face when your brains hit pavement Think of what you'll say to Pastor Mase and save it For the day that they got them affidavits waiving in my face Looking for answers, rap's sensation Eminem battles to ward off accusations That he had somebody blasted The Mask of Jason was found at the scene of the task with masking tape And the victim's penis up his ass, a basket case And they ask him to clean up his act, you bastards wasting too much time Me no kiss ass, and if that's the case, then we ain't going...

[Chorus : The Game] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game We Ain't Lyrics

We ain't...goin...nowhere so fuck you We ain't...goin...nowhere so fuck you

[Eminem]

This day the game will never be the same

[Dre]

Things just ain't the same for gangstas

[Eminem]

The game just isn't the same its changing To new Game You're now about to witness the power

[Verse 3- The Game] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game We Ain't Lyrics

Yo get Dre on the phone quick Tell him Em just killed me on my own shit I'm walking through 8 mile, startin' to get home sick I'ma do Shady numbers, I'm ridin' my own dick Yeah the chrome sick, the window's tinted If Eminem is anybody on my under the penalty These niggas is killing it take a minute to listen Turn down my Jimmy Hendrix, I'll throw your demo out the window For tellin me its hott when its not and you got what you got From them rocks on the block, you can stop tellin Dre you got shot With a glock that don't phase me, I'm crazy why the fuck you think I'm rhyming with Shady I don't care if the radio don't play me, I say what I say when I feel like I'm feelin today And get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets I can't even take my son to Compton G-Unit sneaks So I'm gone bitch...

[Chorus] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game We Ain't Lyrics

We ain't...goin...nowhere so fuck you We ain't...goin...nowhere so fuck you

[Eminem]

This day the game will never be the same

[Dre]

Things just ain't the same for gangstas

[Eminem]

The game just isn't the same its changin To new Game You're now about to witness the power

The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game We Ain't Lyrics

The Game Where I'm From Lyrics

The Game Where I'm From Lyrics

Where I'm From by Game, The

Album: The Documentary (2005) (feat. Nate Dogg)

[The Game]

I'ma B-L-double-O-D Been on songs with S-N-double-O-P Inside a Ferrari with the D-R-E Run up I let it sing like Nate D-O-double-G Walk through 8 Mile, G-Unit's on my feet Got a cherry lowrider in the N-Y-C Eve took me to Philly, never been to the pen Been to Uptown with 50, seen niggaz in Timbs I done seen Young Buck scuff Air Force Ones in Cashville, but Compton is {where I'm from} Where it's just me, my son, and my bitch She graduated when Notorious B.I.G. dropped "Me & My Bitch" She get them birds past, I put her in first class And tell her to carry on that Duni & Burke bag She from Grape Street, she know how to work the mag And only buy white tees, tell 'em to keep the purple tags Cause the laces in my Chucks keep the beef crackin I lay niggaz out like creased khakis In that G-wagon, lean like the 23's draggin I got the whole N-Y-C saggin

[Chorus: Nate Dogg] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Where I'm From Lyrics

If you don't know (Aftermath, nigga witta attitude) (Game time niggaz, Westside) Where I'm from (Nigga witta attitude) (Straight Outta Compton) (We rock khakis and Chucks) If you don't know (Almost lost my life when Dre dropped The Chronic) (Legend in the making) Where I'm from (Aftermath, you better watch your colors in the City of Angels)

[The Game] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Where I'm From Lyrics

Y'all niggaz got it fucked up What you thought cause I'm from Compton I couldn't do numbers like Usher? Platinum certified, nigga that's a mill' plus Play both sides of the fence cause the Crips feel cuz' See me ridin with Nate, nigga it's still Blood You can C-walk to this, homey it's still love Nigga I've been bangin since Mary J. did "Real Love" (If you don't know) I painted the Rover black The West coast is back, I can smoke to that Moms got the CL-6, that's a fact I bought the house, I'm just waitin on the platinum plaques Niggaz lookin for a cat to jack Homey I'm willin to do two life sentences back to back So please don't push me.. You niggaz is W-N-B-A, all pussy

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The Game Special Lyrics

The Game Special Lyrics

Special by Game, The

Album: The Documentary (2005) (Ahh man hey game dont tell me you love her) I mean I like the bitch I dont love her (Next thing you know your gonna be all bo buud up with her and shit Fuck That)

[CHORUS] X2 The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Special Lyrics

Girl i do it anything i make you feel special man its easy to see your special to me whether we lovers or friends we'll always be i want you to know your special

[Game (Verse 1) ]

L-A-X to JFK thats where it all happened caught you walkin out that Gucci store In Manhattan i was in chains and cuffs you was with your girls i was in that aftermath chain you was in pearls it was me against the world babygurl, you had dreams of stardom the prince of Compton meets the Queen of Harlem First date at Mr. Child's it was culture our culture la perla, gucci, louie, fendi, prada, dolca running circles in my livin room tearing up sofas maclaren or rover fuck it maa lets tear up the highway let the sprewells spin till the plates fall off then we can go one on one at Dre's house jeans painted wit the waist cut out you rock em the flyway that little bit of compton mixed with bedsty way and girl im not trying to excite you im trying to wife you bamboo earring, white air nike yeah!!

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[Verse 2] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Special Lyrics

i like your style i like the way you move the way you talk the way you smile the way you swingin them hips when you walk the way you look the way you ride when you workin them thighs the way you lickin your lips when you look in my eyes you down for me im down for you you go down on me i go down on you i wanna do all the things that your man wont do im from tha hood so i know how to handle you keep you in pink rocks and g-unit canvas shoes show you how to gangsta lean when the lambo move i take you to new york city atlanta too show you how to fly them birds and them hammers do and you know...

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[VERSE 3] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Special Lyrics

let me tell you about the birds and b's how i stand on the block all day and flip birds and keys your boyfriend dont like me cuz he dont get a fourth from my cheese and you can take bak the porche and his keys hop in the range rover you aint gotta force him to leave i got a chrome .44 in my jeans you got gucci frames covering the mark on your face cuz he dont want you to leave and i dont want you to stay sometimes i wanna snatch that nigga out his CLK i know he treatin you the way KC did Mary J. i wanna ease your pain kick off your louie sandals let me wipe your tears with my G-Unit bandana you make me wanna peal you out them jeans when you rockin them its me and my girlfriend like 2 PAC and them Jay- Z and Beyonce or Bobby and Whitney we the '05 Bonnie and Clyde Feel Me!

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The Game Don't Worry Lyrics

The Game Don't Worry Lyrics

Don't Worry by Game, The

Album: The Documentary (2005) [Mary J. Blige]

Can't wait 'til we make real love Because these conjugal visits just ain't enough I'm really looking forward to a future for us Baby don't worry 'bout it I'ma beeee right here, waitin on you

The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Don't Worry Lyrics

Even took a second job So they won't take the clause and put a lean on the house I know it's gonna be a while before you get out, ooh Baby don't worry 'bout it (don't worry) I'ma beeee right here, waitin on you

And them dudes you ran with are foul They been tryna get at me, ever since you been down Even my girls are tellin me, I should end it all now Baby don't worry about it I'ma beeeeeeeeeee {*cell door slams*}

[The Game] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Don't Worry Lyrics

All I can think about is that honey complexion And the way your skin glow when you slippin on them Dior dresses I know you wonderin why I got you a Smith 'n Wesson Cause them niggaz in the hood is the reason we stressin I miss that gangsta love and that lil' affection Them butter soft lips when you kissin my chest and Mary I put nuttin above you And behind that vest I got a heart ma gangstas need love too

[Mary J. Blige] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Don't Worry Lyrics

Some think the worst of you They portray you as a man, it's not that far from the truth You were caught up in the game and now it's, caught up to you Baby don't worry about it I'ma beeee right here, waitin on you

[The Game] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Don't Worry Lyrics

It used to be caramel skin tones, Sprewell rims on Glass house, ass out, Jacob watch, gemstones Bandanna, Nike Airs, tennis bracelet, wife hair Black rag, do or die, .45 right here Every time I was down, you was always right there Whenever visitin hours came, I know my wife there So pink diamonds right here, chain hang, ice there The reason for my tattooed tear - I need you to hold me down

[Mary J. Blige] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Don't Worry Lyrics

I'll be waiting on you (I'lllllll) I'll be waiting on you (I'ma be right here whenever you call me babe) I'll be waiting on you (ooooh-ohh) Baby don't worry about it I'ma be right here, waitin on you

[The Game] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Don't Worry Lyrics

I'm locked up countin the days down Tryna hold my head cause the penitentiary ain't no playground I'm dyin in here and I don't know how you stay down in the shootin range twice a week bustin that trey-pound I would never ask you to wait around But how do a white sandy beach in St. Tropez sound? And no more outta town trips on that Greyhound Just me hittin like a beat from Dr. Dre, out

[Mary J. Blige] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Don't Worry Lyrics

I'll be waiting on you (I'll be waiting) I'll be waiting on you (I'ma be right here, for you ba-by) I'll be waiting on you (I'lllllllll) Baby don't worry about it (don't worry babe) I'ma beeee right here (I'ma beeeeeeee) waitin on you

I'll be waiting on you (I'ma be right here waitin for you baby) I'll be waiting on you (you know I-hiiiiiii will) I'll be waiting on you (whenever you need me baby) Baby don't worry about it (I'll be right here, I'll be right here) I'ma beeee right here, waitin on you (don't you worry)

The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Don't Worry Lyrics

I'm lookin for a future with you baby Wanna see you real soon, real soon, real soon I'll be right there, I'll be right therrrrre (Baby don't worry about it) Don't worry, don't worry (I'ma beeee right here, waitin on you) Don't worrrrrrrrrrrrry...

The Game Like Father Like Son Lyrics

The Game Like Father Like Son Lyrics

Like Father Like Son by Game, The

Album: The Documentary (2005) [Verse 1: The Game]

June 30th, 11:07 I got that call She 8 centimeters, my lil' man about to fall Scuffing my Air Forces, running through the hospital hall Deja vu, like I been here before I'm feeling reborn, like a Bed-Stuy brethren, my first born Dre, I'm about to have a bad boy, family in the lobby See my nigga Church, "What Up," shit I left the camcorder in the truck Running through the maternity ward, out of breath, sweating I swear to God every minute's starting to feel like a second I seen Hell staring down the barrel of a Smith & Wesson My son's ultrasound the closest I ever been to Heaven Lord forgive me for my sins, I know it's last minute Put the chronic in the air, a little hash in it Spread my wings, If only I could fly Why fight to live homie?, If we only living to die

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Like Father Like Son Lyrics

I hope you grow up to become that everything you can be That's all I wanted for you young'n, like Father, like Son

But in the end I hope you only turn out better than me I hope you know I love you young'n, like Father, like Son

My little man, your day is coming, coming, your day is coming, I tell you And when it comes, just keep it running, running, just keep it running, I tell you

[Verse 2: The Game] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Like Father Like Son Lyrics

They say every time somebody die a child is born So I thank the nigga who gave his life for the birth of my son 11:32, she screaming at the top of her lungs I'm panicking, nurse yelling for the doctor to come All I could remember was lamaze class, breathe baby "One (one), two (two), three (three), four (four)," I see the head Doc busting through the door, he between the legs He see the head, it's my baby boy 11:46, the head out, she screaming, making crazy noise Pain is love, my stomach folding like a La-Z-Boy I'm feeling like Mariah Carey, all these butterfly's Voices singing to me, sound like Teena Marie I'm calling niggas on tour, "Jayo tell Spees I just cut the umbilical cord" 11:57, a soldier is born, and he's flesh of my flesh, young Harlem Caron

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]

[Verse 3: The Game] The Game The Documentary Lyrics

The Game Like Father Like Son Lyrics

I wanna thank Dr. F and Nurse Theresa, for bringing my baby boy to life You birthed a Caesar, And my baby Mama, Aliska For pushing out a 10-pound, 4-ounce Mini-Me, I still can't believe it Nose, ears, eyes, chin, just like your Daddy I die before you grow up and be just like your Daddy, or your Grandfather Call Uncle Zip, tell him I got a son and I ain't even in Harlem I'm popping Cris with your Godfathers, Baron Davis and "D-Mack" Darius Rogers Drop the top on the '71, with my face in the clouds, Lord spare my son And watch over Aaron Wright, T'Yan and Lil' Pun Lowriding, banging "Ready to Die," track number 1 If I bust 5 times and they never see the sun My life is a black hole, like the barrel of a gun, one

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