Ah man game don't tell me you love her I mean I like the bitch I don't love her Next thing you know you gun be all Boogo upped with her and shit, fuck
[Dr. Dre] The streets is talkin' Sayin Dre done changed And he aint been to the hood, well how the fuck i find game? I studied this rap shit, still a
Electro-compulsive Therapy Part one Go 'head, go 'head, go 'head Do the crip with me, oh Go 'head, go 'head, go 'head Do the snake with me, oh Go 'head
[Intro - 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
Ya, let's take em back, uh huh Comin' up I was confused, my mommy kissin' a girl Confusion occurs comin' up in the cold world Daddy ain't around, probably
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
[Mary] Can't wait til we make real love because these conjucal visits just ain't enough I'm really lookin forward to a future for us, baby don't worry
An' I brought an' I brought an' I brought dreams Dreams, dreams an' I brought you all my dreams 'Cause I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
What happened in hip hop that got Pac and Big shot The thicks plots, now every rapper claim he let his clique pop But even myself tote a gun and know
(50 Cent) yeah, lets take em' back, uh-huh comin up i was confused, my momma kissin a girl confusion occurs comin up in a cold world daddy aint around
Ladies and gentleman You are now about to witness the strength aftermath Straight out the mothafuckin' streets of Compton Put your hands together for
Game - Like Father, Like Son Lyrics Add to MyLyrics | Submit Corrections [Verse 1: The Game] June 30th, 11:07 I got that call She 8 centimeters
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
[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
3 Minutes my nigga Ya'll know what it is Just Blaze Gangsta, gangsta that's already evident Nigga wit a attitude, check, check my residence Whether I
[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
Aight, what the fuck are you lookin' at self? You want a piece of me Ahh man shit The story of my life If I could start from scratch I wouldn't change
[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
