Kane & Able - The Game lyrics
rate me
[kane]
I got 28 gramsthat's a ounce of d
7 grams a quarter o-zgo for 2-50
Cut off the shit quicklynow I got me a g
Score four more times now that's a quarter ki'
252 grams equal 9 o-z's
Smoke with meput it on the triple beam to see
I got 36 quarter o-z's for cheese
Soon as I get off theserap makes me a g
Rockin' up 18sellin' 18 holes
Mr. dopemanoh hope his pockets swoll
Now it's '97 and I got me a ki'
1008 grams36 o-z'slots of d
Sellin' whole ? ? ?rock it up like 36
My hustlin' niggascut it upmake it 50 ounce1 brick
This be the drama behind the hoes and cars
All my hustlin' niggas I know you grew up real hard
Plus watch your backplus watch for police
Watch for these wanna-be'sthat's faker than ? ? ?
Comin' for your yolav-12and bakin' soda
One mistake and it's overdon't be a hoe be a soldier
[chorus]
How the fuck you gonna tell me about the game?
When I ain't gon' changeI'm about my change
How the fuck you gonna tell me about the game?
When I ain't gon' changeI'm about my change
How the fuck you gonna tell me about the game?
When I ain't gon' changeI'm about my change
How the fuck you gonna tell me about the game?
When I ain't gon' changeI'm about my change
[kane]
Now I got me a 100 pounds of weed
5-50 a piecenow that's 55g's
Soldiersservin' fiends down in new orleans
Comin' out the projects sittin' on gold d's
Young gsnort coca leaves and ki's
No limit ready for war like we vietnamese
Talkin' 'boutif it's a drought tax niggas like it's a 211
Sellin' bricks for 27
More pounds of weedbreaking it down to ki's
Down to dimes and nickels
Hit a lickgot you niggas sick
How the fuck you gonna tell me about this game
From the streets to the pen niggas know my name
[chorus]
[abel]
100 grams of heroin? ? ? 911 cut
Got to sell it while it's potent or it ain't worth fuck
Take a spoon and mash on the shit in baggies
Got some cash on itcops find itgots to dash on it
25 to life no questions asked
80 dollars a gramnow that's alot of fuckin' cash
My niggas that hustlebe quick to blast
Cause choppers and street sweepers think murder peoples ass
You phony rappers talk about the game
Been theredone that
Buss capssold crackjack while fake jacks
Turn you into fortune like pat sajak
Get down and dirty while you busters cleaner than ajax
No limiteverything we saywe did it
Went to jail and shittedeatin' steak and spinach
To big and you motherfuckers don't forget it
Y'all niggas wanna start some beef and i'ma finish it
[chorus] 'till fade
