I can cook *** on the track and watch it mix slow *** my flow fire, call it propane Every *** know Game, five *** no pain And that's the reason why I'm *** on
(feat. Swizz Beatz) [Swizz Beatz:] Yeah... y'all really want this to happen? (Game time!) C'mon! ... ARRRRRRRRGH! [The Game:] Homey it's hard not to
Übersetzung: The Game. Scream On Em.
: (feat. Swizz Beatz) [Swizz Beatz:] Yeah... y'all really want this to happen? (Game time!) C'mon! ... ARRRRRRRRGH! [The Game:] Homey it's hard not
(feat. Swizz Beatz) [Swizz Beatz:] Yeah... y'all really want this to happen? (Game time!) C'mon! ... ARRRRRRRRGH! [The Game:] Homey it's hard not
But as long as they don't fuck wit me - I don't worry bout'em But if they fuck wit me - you gone have to worry bout'em [Chorus] (Gibberish noises sounding
Well send a muthafucker at ya tonight G-Unit And i aint sleepin till my click pop em swimmin in bowls of money Micheal walking around with a head em
ever witnessed struggles I've survived Praying hard for better days Promised to hold on Me and my dogs don't have a choice but to roll on We finally
you've been calling all week Been out here hustling on these streets, ain't had a chance to speak But you know, with you and me it's on G We could never
is behind us Once a motherfucker get an understanding on the game and what the levels and the rules of the game is Then the world ain't no trick no more
niggaz at, where my bitches at?) (Throw yo' guns in the air!) Friends.. (my ghetto love song, it goes on and on and on and on) Let's be friends (where
they nuts cut off Fuck 'em all what I scream as I dream in tongues Fuck a trick, get me rich and the bitches'll come Bust my gun, make 'em all scatter
ain't even that deep baby) You don't have to worry you can ride with me now Niggaz are quick to scream how they die for me now Only got one click, we Outlawz on
the man He wine and dine, but me and you we whine and grind And when I'm on the field keep him on the sidelines [Chorus] [Verse Three: 2Pac, Richie