The Game

The Game - Daytona 500 (500 Bars) Part 1 lyrics

rate me

It makes it easy easier to bet

You won’t get ready no no

..no more get it

No ..have me ..yes

‘cause we, ‘cause we, ‘cause we, ‘cause we,

Don’t tear no, never leave her

Yeah hoping finish swag i give em that more finish line

Got the niggas in the fillip caps

Rapping Cincinnati ain’t never been there

Working the track out no under armor ..

F*ck bad b*tches check my list ..

Stacey dash i smash in pass and none of this face like a skin ..

Get ready the game gonna be here like teachers with their team here

No pin here straight up the dope i thought shot paka

Straight off the throne that goes for every nigga

Nigga with the lock .. in the heavy nigga i ain’t talking bout rock

Even motha f*cking boss i’m the CDO

Just using the sky miles just see me flow

I got the ill medicine .. flow

Fake down .. Cabala b*tch

Nigga see me foe i’m getting tired of these niggas

Fast putting wise on these niggas

I got some richer pride for these niggas

Couple court cases couple .. the north the ground

By next ..the aces i can’t take this shit that i’m seeing in industry

I’d rather be everybody’s enemy in the back of strip club

..some heresy i feel it make it rain with .. i got memories

F*ck with them here i blow out memory

Cake the roof off the sheavy we rock Kennedy

like a bottle Patrol one nigga can’t finish me

open nigga ass until the cops it was telling me

ice on my neck i ain’t never had an injury

ice on my wrist i ain’t never had an injury

me while nigga see me with the doctor

... on the faded nigga welcome to the Oprah

Welcome to the ..can’t be a lobster OG cush watching shoters

Nigga tell to hit that, California cush five you aint’ got a ..

Courter back nigga i got the .. back

Get Charlie Sheen on the phone tell em to win it back

The summer over nigga tell em that to win it back

Take your boy crown b*tch nigga come get it back

Snack back f*ck that open the ..

Nigga talk shit and it’s all for the ..

All all for the .. niggas know what the boss of the city back

I need some ..Rose with the nigga ..

... can’t stop blood i’ma f*ck the .. fill it at

.. gonna set with a .. rare

In the industry took my own swag

Pound sound , dead

And all you niggas you’re f*ckign fast

I bet you complain upon the boy ..twenty niggas came one of spell..

.. handle but i don’t eat ..sterves catch em on the hood ..

I know man had a divorce ..get on the truck

I had to force her, her she wanted to give it up

You are the force by her ... some bottles in the ..

What they do that ..my blood .. with my little nigga ..from the voodoo ..

..all number one is going .. like the number one

Are you tryin make it rain with a honey ones

Nigga i’m ..to the pain no cover ..

Every day i’m in the rain with another gun

.. no Westley i’m the king motha f*ck Elvis Presley

I’m the king and i’ve been smoking dead come test me

Put two ..in your back ..

You’re my head the king .. catch me

By the team over nigga arrest me

I’ll be out tomorrow my lawyer beat that

..nigga i just did that ..i’ve been working on ..

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Thanks to garbo

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