[The Game - Chorus] We will survive, wea??ve been through this too many times my people are getting stronger they know that we on the rise we will not
Übersetzung: The Game. We Will Survive.
split Y'all represent a 17th set that don't even exist Now that's a shame, you reppin' just to get a name You can't survive in this game cuz you niggas
And chop up yo block Lock all doors and keep windows closed Cause we done rolled before So stay on the floor We ride deep in the all black camaro Sittin on mo's And we
You gotta be a snake that creep and know how to survive pussy cats got nine lives, dogs like me got one life so we gotta manage it We feel threatened by anything we gotta handle it We
with the verbs and nouns ARE makes the beat come down K to the O universal sound You rock ice all night (We don't do that shit) Play the big Will type (We
we all came from a woman Got our name from a woman and our game from a woman I wonder why we take from our women Why we rape our women, do we hate our
kick it Where we could drink liquor And no one bickers over trick shit A spot where we could smoke in peace And even though we Gs We still visualize
we live and let's change the way we treat each other. You see the old way wasn't working so it's on us to do what we gotta do, to survive. [3] And still
to you face it Doin' what we gotta do to survive Just ask Kweli doin' what we do to get by Some niggaz stick to the crime Pitchin' nickel and dimes What the fuck we
suspicious when I bone Cause if I ain't sharp and heartless, them bitches will start shit Excuse me, but this is where we part bitch No more game for
all we've seen (On my Block) Every block is kinda mean But on our block we still plaaayyy (My Block) (Heh heh heh) But on our block we still plaaayyy
life of a California star And when you see me in the drop-top Jag How many niggaz wanna be me? Game is automatic Mandatory I sell To Live or Die, I survive
hear the ballad of a dead soldier [Chorus: singing + 2Pac] Thug for Life I will be.. (this is the ballad of a dead soldier) A life of crime I will lead
life - maybe niggaz got it goin on Now maybe if I died, and came back, wouldn't have to slang crack Addicted to the game, so obviously we came strapped
: Dear Lord As we down here, struggle for as long as we know In search of a paradise to touch (my ni**a Johnny J) Dreams are dreams, and reality seems
on this one We taking this one to the whole 'nother level gutter style Thug style You feel me, things that we can only do as a real G We ain't dead yet
