The Game ft. Cyssero AKA RockStar Help 'Em Out [Chorus] (The Game) Kanyeezy help em out please Just bleezy help em out please M-Eazy help em out please
Übersetzung: The Game. Help 'em Out Ft Cyssero Aka Rockstar.
Übersetzung: The Game. Help 'em Out.
yeah I get punished I was supposed to be inside I snuck out the back round the school fo lunch time the police spotted me id break out and run make em
a go in the hood bring em another route all my niggas with bonds I?m a get em out all my niggas with monkeys I help get em off they back I done got ride
late Go the mall and these hoes still wanna touch me Can't help it, I'm thuggin, its just the streets love me It's too late for Baby to try to reach out
smell that? I don't know what that is Killin' is like a hobby: somethin' that B.G. do for fun It don't help to run - I'll empty 'em all out the drum
bitch, Puttin' stank hoes in apartments and shit And ummm, them niggas who help you get the money you straight FUCK EM When check time come, they gets nothin', you pluck em
that wouldn't avoid a fuckin' p nile Get out of jail I went to ballin' on they dog ass Started sellin' hats I went to countin' bundles of cash Got out
stroll by Lowkey the smokies on my name Ain't no slippin when they crippin cause I done peeped game Now I had closed, but then they ran me out I sold
that One dose'll make you go and put my name on your back Whenever you pass through, whatever they ask you Just tell em you my boo, and show em your tattoo
We only had the weak rappers, but tell me, am I? Lejuan's the type to take your whole gang out You musta got curfew, because they can't hang out I'm gettin
nation die genocide the cause Expect a blood bath The aftermath is y'alls I told ya last album, we need help cause we dying Give us a chance, help
cold on my foes I make em' die froze Watch me make em' bleed, make em' G's Lord help me wit'it Got me paintin' pictures of a mil-ticket Help me get'it
must all stay true Play the game nigga Never let the game play you And for the fame Niggas change fast That's a shame What's the game Lost souls
'll get bigger While I'm diggin I'll get deep into your liver I'm game tight Love fucking bitches in the same night My words are aphrodisiacs if you say em
tricks I got em ready for a booty call, I fucked your bitch (Ha hah!) Was it me or the fame? My dick or the game? Bet I scream WESSYDE when I came (wessyde
got a line on the D.A. cause I'm fuckin his secretary I black out and start cussin, bust 'em and touch 'em all They panic and bitches duckin, I rush 'em and fuck 'em
