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The Game( Jayceon Terrell Taylor )
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Scream On 'Em [Explicit]
Lyricist:Kasseem Dean, Jayceon Terrell Taylor
Yeah, y'all really want this to happen? Game time, c'mon
Homey, it's hard not to kill niggaz, it's like a full time job Not to pull out the steel and shove it in your grill Young California got that mass appeal I summons the hood, they get up in your ass for real
Knockout flow, Winky Wright jab for real And all you niggaz pussy, need Massengill See I'm the gun cocker, one shot'll lift 'em off the ground Chop 'em down like a cantaloupe, my flow the antidote
Sick flow, it's so motherfuckin' 6 4 Your bitch know, hop in the back when you see Swizz, hoe Diss that, all you niggaz get up off my dick, so I can cook crack on the track and watch it mix slow
Cocaine, my flow fire, call it propane Every nigga know Game, five shots, no pain And that's the reason why I'm shittin' on you niggaz Shut me in the loony bin, I'm sicker than you niggaz
This is that disrespectful, motherfuckin' West Coast Hip hop death blow, Swizz Beatz, let's go This is that disrespectful, motherfuckin' West Coast Hip hop death blow, Swizz Beatz, let's go
Where I'm from, I seen the most stand up niggaz lay down Where skinny niggaz make buff niggaz victims of that trey-pound And gangbangers is the sharpshooters, we don't need no rooftops Just knock his ass down and take the money out his tube socks
West Coast niggaz is back on the map If only for now until the next time I body a track From the first clap I hurt rap, now watch the earth crack Bring the hearse back and take a lyrical dirt nap
I roll with the hardest niggaz, make money with the smartest niggaz I ain't got time for you fuckin' artist niggaz Better shut your trap before you become a target, nigga Y'all army brats, I'm the motherfuckin' sergeant, nigga
Beauty pageant-ass niggaz on the runway 'Boyz N The Hood' 'til they see the nigga in that red Hyundai Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Blow his fuckin' back out 'cause I'm the rap Stackhouse Black Wall Street, bitch, the hip hop crack house, what?
This is that disrespectful, motherfuckin' West Coast Hip hop death blow, Swizz Beatz, let's go This is that disrespectful, motherfuckin' West Coast Hip hop death blow, Swizz Beatz, let's go
My flow opposite of handsome, it's ugly Hip hop tantrum, sick, call the shit cancer One man show 'cause I fucked all the dancers Let the critics ask questions, my album be the answer
These niggaz let the rumors sit in they head like tumors So I had to take 'em back, toothbrush on the Pumas Clean, mean, rappin' machine Red rag hangin' low in the back of my jeans
I black out like February, back out what's necessary 0 7 Bugatti with Jimmy Lovine's secretary I'm runnin' the buildin', don't make me run in the buildin' No, this ain't the first time I had my gun in the buildin'
Walkin' past offices, I see my son in the buildin' Last album on the wall, I'm number one in the buildin' They should build me an office up under the buildin' My elevator goin' down, I am done in the buildin', nigga
This is that disrespectful, motherfuckin' West Coast Hip hop death blow, Swizz Beatz, let's go This is that disrespectful, motherfuckin' West Coast Hip hop death blow, Swizz Beatz, let's go
We in the motherfuckin' buildin', man You ain't got your motherfuckin' mind right? You gon' get your mind blown out Your motherfuckin' mind right nigga, wassup?
It is what the fuck it is, man How y'all wanna cut the cake? You touch this, you get your hands cut off, nigga
Swizz Beatz, the motherfuckin' monster Game is in the motherfuckin' buildin' We could turn this whole motherfuckin' world red, nigga
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