The Game

The Game - It'S Ok (One Blood)

rate me

Dre, I see dead people

Blood, Blood, Blood, Blood-Blood-Blood

Yo, Dre

Thought I was Dead

West coast

One blood

I'm the Doctor's Advocate, nigga dre shot ya

Brought me back from the dead, that's why they call him the doctor

The (after)'math don't drop them

That's why 50 ain't rockin' with him

No more, IT'S OKAY, I get it poppin'

Whole club rockin'

Like a '64 impala

Drink cris, throw it up

Call the shit hydraulics

Then piss in the cup

Call the shit hypnotic

I bleed Compton

Spit crack and shit chronic

And you new niggaz ain't shit

But new niggaz

Played to get shooed niggaz

I'm talkin' ta you, nigga

Bouncin' in da '64 throwin' up West side, man

Sellin' another 5 million albums, YES I AM

Fresh like damn

This nigga did it again

A thousand on his neck, L.A. above the brim

Inside the lambo(rghini) in the shotgun with Snoop

What would the motherfuckin' West coast be without one crip and {one Blood}

One blood

Blood, Blood, Blood, Blood-Blood-Blood

One blood

I'm from the West side of the '64 Impala

Where niggaz say "Where you from" we'll never say "Holla"

Bandanna on the right side

Gun on the left side

Niggaz in New York, know how to throw up the West side

Word to Eazy

I'm so ill, believe me

I made room for Jeezy

But the rest of you niggaz better be glad you breathin'

All i need is one reason

I'm the king, and Dre said the West coast need me

I don't know why you niggaz keep tryin' me

Everybody knows I'm the add to the Aftermath dynasty

And I ain't gotta make shit for the club

What DJ gonna turn down the .38 snub?

You 38 and you still rappin' uhh

I'm 26 nigga, so is the dubs

On the '07 Hummer

Hop out with no bodyguards

When the chronic smoke clear all you see is {one Blood}

One blood

Blood, Blood, Blood, Blood-Blood-Blood

One blood

I ain't got no beef with 50, no beef with Jay

What's beef when you gettin' head in the 6-tray?

And the double game chain, I keep 'em on display

Black T-shirt, so all you see is the A (aftermath)

Turn on the TV, and all you see is the A (aftermath)

Niggaz better make a dance and try to get radio play

Keep on +snappin' your fingers+, I ain't going away

I don't regret what I spit, cuz I know waht I say

And niggaz keep talkin' about me, they don't know when to stop

I got the Louis Vuitton buckle, holdin' tha glock

No beam, no silencer, I know when to pop

Wait 'til Lil' Jon come on and left off a shot

I have the number 1 billboard spot

Niggaz stepped on my fingers, and I climb right back to the top

I'm BIG, I'm Cube, I'm NaS, I'm 'Pac

This ain't shit but a warnin' til my album drop

One blood

Blood, Blood, Blood, Blood-Blood-Blood

One blood

Blood, Blood, Blood, Blood-Blood-Blood

One blood

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