The Game

The Game - Higher

rate me

It's that, it's that, it's that, it's that... chronic, chronic, chronic, chronic

It's that, it's that, it's that, it's that... hydrolex, drolex, drolex, drolex

It's that, it's that, it's that, it's that... Westside, Westside, Westside, Westside

It's that, it's that, it's that, it's that... Compton, Compton, Compton, Compton


It's not that I can't stop, It's that I won't stop, I make it hot (I do it)

I'll be on top, as soon as the beat drop, I'll make the whole club rock (I do it)

[The Game]

Lace my Air 1's up, put my gun up

I don't need that I'm riding wit Dre

Who don't love us, every hood throwin they dubs up

Who the fuck yall thought was comin after Young Buck

hip hops worst nightmare, Mr. Gangsta Rap is back in black nike airs

You want war, we can settle it right here

I got a squad, E-V-E and Busta Rhymes yeah

Or you could give me ya bitch, her with the light hair

Sit her next to these yellow bottles, yeah right there

Matter fact I'll take you in the back

you in the hat, and you in the blue and the black

Lets have a gangsta party

Somebody lean over and tell Banks to order another case of fortys

Yo Doc give them a coke with that, wake up the west coast is back


(I can take you higher)

Show you how that low rider bounce off the flo' - You ain't know?

(I can take you higher)

It's the motherfuckin chronic nigga thats whatsup - roll that blunt

(I can take you higher)

G-Unit, Shady Aftermath I'm the motherfuckin Game and

(I can take you higher)


[Game + (Snoop Dogg)]

Like Dre did, I created a buzz without a single like N.W.A. did

From the hood -liquor- store to the state pen

This is gin and juice

the doc made the club R.O.C. without timbaland boots

First nigga to put drolex on a bentley coupe

You wanna piimp? I perm my shit up like snoop (Westside)

Chronic 2005 motherfucker, put the purple in the dutch

"Let it Burn" like Usher giirl

Drop down, do the eagle, fuck that

Real niggaz just pull up they pants and lean back giirl

Make 50 spill his cris, he'll call you a bitch

I'ma call you and hit , you can ya girlfriend, we can make it a flick

I got the lollipop if you wanna lick

Or you can take a ride on the magic stick




Put 25's on the hummer, why not

I'ma be here for the next 10 summers

Drop me in the 4th quarter I'm fuckin up they money

I don't need sound scan I'm doin my own numbers

When that impala bounce you can see the chrome under

I got em' in every color yea I'm a known stunner

When I hit a switch I get higher than long jumpers

low ridin with a hood rat or a grown woman

And I'll do anything but I won't fuck Mariah

Even if she had Ashanti butt naked in bed

cause she got a forehead just like Tyra

I can say what the fuck I want, you thought Dre retired

Left me in 6-4 his Dayton wires

These niggaz is a waste of rhymin, Doc got somthing to say be quiet

[Dr. Dre]

Look out for Detox



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