GAME - Bulletproof Diaries lyrics
rate me[Intro: Raekwon] <br />Sit in the chair, yeah, yeah <br />Uh-huh, yeah <br />Sit my alligator jacket on the flo' <br />Let that shit crawl around, whattup Game? <br />How are you my nigga? <br />Let's get this money, you heard? <br /> <br />[The Game (Raekwon)] <br />Money in zip duffle bags, shotgun shells <br />My killas gorillas, niggaz couldn't see 'em with gazelles <br />Frontin ass niggaz, go hang with Pharrell <br />Tryin to be a (Cowboy), you catch bullets like Terrell <br />Owens, call it T.O., he leakin like a project sink <br />Busted open like a hot dog link <br />Bing, it gave me time to think yeah, I did my fuckin prison thing <br />Came out still on point, like the RZA rings <br />I'm from Compton but my inkpen live in Queens <br />Rep the dub like Wu-Tang, and I got (Killa Bees) (respect) <br />Black Wall Mafia, new millennium Genevieves <br />Got a million dollars say LeBron don't win a ring (word?) <br />I know Kobe, I be on the floor, "Kobe!" <br />You know a nigga that can score 81? Show me <br />I got a (Cuban Link) to a fuckin O.G. <br />And nigga you're too close, what the fuck, tryna blow me? (back up) <br />This the face off (respect the don) diamonds all in the charm <br />(Iced out) Where you be? (The strip club throwin ones) <br />Where you from? (New York, where you from?) Californ' <br />(Big sharks) Me too (swimmin in a pile of ones) <br /> <br />[Interlude: Raekwon] <br />Yeah nigga, tomorrow man <br />Goin to take you to go buy some 18-karat gold golf clubs nigga <br />In the Bronx <br /> <br />[Raekwon (The Game)] <br />This the face off (respect the dons, hundred thousand on the arms) <br />Son where you be? (Under palm trees stayin warm) <br />(Who you be?) Raekwon, who is you? (Amaz-on) <br />I'ma keep it (Compton) Staten ('til the day is done) <br /> <br />[Interlude: Raekwon] <br />Geah, frontin on us nigga, it's like <br />It's like racin a nigga in Afghanistan to go get some oil nigga <br />You gon' fuck around and get your head burnt <br /> <br />[Raekwon] <br />I'm a New York dinosaur, Staten Island artifact <br />Hip-Hop's never dead, the (Cuban) gave 'em heart attacks <br />Sleep in the woods, target cats come from under the V's <br />Sneeze wrong, course I'm clappin <br />Keep it movin homeboy, the mac's always actin <br />Spit in your face, go 'head lil' baby rappers <br />Can't fuck with us convicts, Stat-land <br />It's like actions, cliques'll die right with traction <br />It's Wall Street money and two gunny's <br />Slammers is extra chunky, yeah, me and my red monkeys <br />Silverback sales are few donkeys, all of us live comfy <br />Blow your head off like lunch meat <br />Chef in the game run the country <br />Take over the world little girl, better stay out our brunch meetin <br />Fuck with they paper their gun squeezin <br />Off top, leak from the cop, them nigga jumped, this is front season <br /> <br />[Interlude: Raekwon] <br />Yo, man yo Game man <br />Let these niggaz know man f'real man <br />We official man <br />They wan' be readin our autobiographies in a minute, ya heard? <br /> <br />[The Game (Raekwon)] <br />(Yo what if I was from Compton?) What if I was from Staten? <br />I'd be King Kong knockin down the buildings in Manhattan <br />(Gorilla warfare) Shootouts, real block shit <br />West coast assassin on some real 2Pac shit <br />My style's smokin like, after a glock spit <br />Game get the blood money, fuck bitches and pop Cris' <br />Style like it's New Year's, cause this a new year <br />Look at the tracks, either Bigfoot or The Game been through here <br />The Benjamins won't stop, and neither would a chrome glock <br />I kill a fire-breathin dragon with a dome shot <br />Come through your hood in a Chevy Malibu, on stocks <br />We had a meetin before we got here, and shit gon' pop <br />Heads gon' roll, Patron gon' spill <br />Fitted caps gettin peeled like the chrome on the wheels <br />Got a half a mil', sing your wounds won't heal <br />I declare war, nigga who gon' deal? <br /> <br />[Outro: Raekwon] <br />Yeah, y'all know what time it is man <br />"Bulletproof Diary" nigga, for real <br />Many may read this man <br />A lot of niggaz might not make it home, you heard? <br />We speak for the real ones man, for the churchmen man <br />All them real general niggaz man <br />All them niggaz that's out there man <br />Don't get no rest or none of that man, for real <br />The Chef nigga, Game whattup baby? <br />I love you, ya heard? Superman lover over here for you baby <br />You know how we do it, we go all over the fuckin world man <br />Get a lot of bread man, word up, hun'ned my nigga <br />We take you to Boca Chica or some'n man, knahmsayin? <br />Sip on some motherfuckin, Don Julio or some'n, y'knahmsayin? <br />With two foul rings on, y'knahmsayin? <br />Couple of mean Guatemalians wit us <br />Half Guatemala, half Somalian nigga <br />Niggaz ain't seen them colors man [fades out]<br /><br />
