The Game

The Game - Mula

rate me

feat. Kanye West

(Intro)

Let me know if you're feelin' lonely

(Verse)

Cuz ain't no real niggas out here

Ye what these niggas start hummin' out their mouth with?

Bunch of bullshit, weak ass albums

Bunch of lil' niggas tryna copy our style

When we originated this

Whole muthafuckin' album had hits

That's why we up in the Ritz

That's why I'm up in your bitch, head honcho

Get you killed pronto, wearin' red now, El Segundo

Bail long as Alonzo Mournin

Kill a nigga in his Monte Carlo like Alonzo

Sold records, sold crack, nigga, recognize

For the record, I've been wreckin' shit since '05

No lie, Js on

Take these muthafuckas off and throw the Ye's on

Rewind, J's on

Take these muthafuckas off and throw the Ye's on

Yeezy, tell these niggas that they is slaves

Master want you on red carpet like yesterday

You a house nigga, I'ma get away though

Come back kill master ass like Django

Most you niggas just rappin for the fame though

I start rappin to get the fuck out this durango

What goes around comes around how that sayin go?

Documentary two, no 50 keep the change hoe

(Hook)

Feelin' lonely

Let me know if you're feelin' crazy

I guess all that stuff they told me

In my life was extra shady

I should've kept them waitin'

Say hello to the mula

I'm on top, no lie

Say hello to the mula

I'm on top, good night

Feelin' lonely

The night, it swallowed my soul

Let me know if you're feelin' lonely

(Verse)

Back like I never left, nigga I'm on my second breath

And I got another track from Yeezy

How'd you do that? Like Eric Wright said Eazy

Pull up in my cool whip, I don't give a fuck bout it

Leave it at the valet, I ain't fucked up bout it

I'll call an Uber, nigga, I'll fuckin' shoot a nigga

I got a white bitch that blow like a tuba, nigga

I just got a new crib, I just got a new Wraith

I just got cooler than LL Cool J

I just got a new gun, squeeze it like some toothpaste

I, I,

Spit in the face of a coward

Shit on anybody ever try to take ours

Yey why that nigga's face so sour?

Cuz hat slick mouth got him wet up like a shower

Now what you know bout power?

What you know about dreams?

What you know about freestylin' verses

Shelter outside of Nike Town without a dollar in your jeans

(Hook)

(Outro)

Chuck! X 3

Nigga I know you see me!

Felicia what the fuck you want?

Oh please can I borrow your car?

Borrow my car? Bitch are you stupid or somethin'?

Well give me a quarter piece then

Bitch I don't sell crack no more

Well give me some money or somethin

I can take around your brother house and trade

I ain't got shit

What bout this iPod and them Dre Beats,

you don't need that shit, don't you know that nigga or somethin'?

So?

Please, I'll suck your dick for this shit

Bitch you can have this shit,

I don't want my dick sucked by no muthafuckin' smoker

Ooh okay, thank you then

You know I would have sucked your dick for it anyways with your fine ass

Felicia get the fuck away from my car

Ok, what is you listenin' to on this shit anyway?

Bitch press play

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