The Game

The Game - Bigger Than Me

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These niggas ain’t bigger than

These niggas ain’t nose, ain’t jagger than me

These niggas ain’t aim, they ain’t fity to me

You ain’t pow, you ain’t pock, you ain’t bigger than me

These nigga they ain’t crips, they ain’t sixties to me

These niggas ain’t bloods they ain’t dripping with me

Niggas talking their shit bout in a new generation

Man fuck these niggas, I slash your fucking faces

You ain’t so shit, not a albamore

Rock pussy nigga, putting rings on my own bitch

Dig down on throw ass niggas , all whole ass niggas

Happy cuz you wouldn’t know ass niggas

These niggas ain’t splitting with me, you ain’t sicker from me

Fuck all my sexy, you ain’t sicker than me

This hilary, important people

It’s clear that we’re not equal

Clear you nigga fake, cuz I’m the black marshal mages

Like gang bang –bang on a motherfucker

How need to call me, when you got swing on this motherfucker

Less than five hours, guess the ring on this motherfucker

California throne and I’m the king of this motherfucker

I don’t wanna hear it, we guess lyrics

Crying on the hood, digging we go feel it

All lost ass niggas, waist crack when you talk ass nigga

Rolling bunts for the boss ass nigga

I came here with the j-z and bust ass niggas

Your fresh made all come from a whole bunging so fast niggas

Ten pound of lyrics evacuate the premises

New beat here ...cuz I don’t wanna hear that shit

Man you resting in peace, you fucked niggas ain’t franc

Go ahead and fuck you, fuck niggas, fuck nigga

Ain’t no three steps in your class

So take your top ten, spark and give it to your ass, bitch

Niggas already fuck your bitch

And every time you kiss on that whore you suck my dick

And when you balling all back that bitch kill you

I was in a double reseal, ready to track round my neck

I was the G and the unit, half book round myself

Work to my rhymes have bust and bust round my stake

Gave booked to the block in case they bust round myself

I’m from ..with that bomb

Can’t fuck with that tape, that’s what bump here 25

Got sucked in neck, please respond to the flash

You are a pound here resist

Finding here in chest, I’m Machiavelli the dawn in the West

Don’t say whassup when you see me

You a pussy nigga, fake ass, fake ass easy

Fake as jury high, know I’m at the porno shop

Nigga better roll jack and fly along , is a long road

Speaking the time how much more ‘til the game drops

So you can suck my dick and complex and count my name on drops

I’ll been an underdog, I’m cool in my dog house

Fuck all these pussy give me in and then cold out

Left after me drown, tell me me ball out

Pull me on a problem, then we ball down

Landed in Miami meet some bitches and be all out

Marshaled madness time to shoe what’s all about

Yang yang yang on a motherfucker

Yang yang yang on a motherfucker

These niggas ain’t bigger than

These niggas ain’t nose, ain’t jagger than me

These niggas ain’t aim, they ain’t fity to me

You ain’t pow, you ain’t pock, you ain’t bigger than me

These nigga they ain’t crips, they ain’t sixties to me

These niggas ain’t bloods they ain’t dripping with me

Niggas talking their shit bout in a new generation

Man fuck these niggas, I slash your fucking faces

Fuck niggas, yeah they fuck niggas, fuck niggas,

Yang yang yang on a motherfucker

Yang yang yang on a motherfucker

Yang yang yang on a motherfucker

Drop your single I drop dreams on this motherfucker

I should let my daughter scream in this motherfucker

The end of street sfos, I should let my game win on this motherfucker

Blow money, we will ride out

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