The Game

The Game - Never Can Say Goodbye

rate me

Picture me rollin in that bmdub

Headed to the club

Fresh out the tyson fight

Beamer all rimmed up

Shinin with the big homie five car caravan

Ridin shotgun put that chronic smoke in the air

Me against the world is what I told my foes

So it's me against the world til I poke them hos

Leanin out the window

Flickin ashes off the indo

Throwin up westside I see one of my kinfolk

Put that blunt closer to my mouth cause only she knows

I'm feelin bad about that nigga we stomped out in the casino

But fuck it it's deathrow

The big homie never told me that my next blow would be my fuckin death blow

Tell kadada I'm not ready I ain't even let my momma know

I ain't got no kids I'm only 24

Before I could let the smoke out niggas let 20 go

The 13 that hit the car went through the passenger door

Never can say goodbye

Never can say goodbye to my friends

I love it when they call me big poppa

I only smoke blunts if they rolled propa

Look I gots ta catch the first thing smokin the cali

And hit one of my bitches in the valley

Gotta call my nigga sean

Tell him reserve the don

Tell him to get the chron and the teflon

I think they trippin off the homie gettin shot

But god bless his soul lord knows it wasn't pop or the mafia

Kim tell cease get the fuckin truck

We bout to hit the Wolersheim district get fucked up

Pop bad bottles son twist up the phillies

I'm thinkin bout tiana these niggas is lookin silly

If this was brooklyn I would ump the 9 milli

But fuck it we to the truck roll a dutch we outta phillies

Hop in the front seat of that dark green suburban

Heard another car swerven

Gun shots closed my curtains

Biggie

Layin in this hospital bed with bronchitus I can't talk

Walked myself in and all of a sudden I can't walk

Ivs in my arm my wife tomika at my legs

Ruthless I mean records we got married on my death bed

I can hear jerry heller in the hall

But I could'ntcube and dr. dre no more at all

Through all the bullshit them niggas were my dogs

Niggas with atitude spray painted on the walls

I'm flatlinin it's bad timin

Straight outta compton the king of gangsta raps dyin

Cause of death the aids virus

Conspiricy I guess the government just hates violence

They thought my group influenced the L.A. riots

Woulda been here to see my kids grow if I stayed quiet

Took 12 years for a real nigga to break silence

Easy I had to let em know

U could catch me cruisin down the street in my 64

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