The Game

The Game - Really

rate me

Fuck buyin' jewelry, buyin' ammo

Teflon, bulletproof the Lambo

Hate rats, got my niggaz in the fed

Got money in the bank and money on my head

Really?

Niggaz sound silly

Wanna talk money, yeah, count it, ten milli

Free my nigga Meek Milly,

Bad bitch out of Philly

Sold that white girl so I guess I sold Iggy

Wanna dare yo to think about an enemy?

Dare you think about the industry?

Better Google me

Boy, I really made a million out the fuckin' streets

Boy, I had a white car back in '04

Back in the hood days and ride low

When bein' a street nigga really meant something

Now niggaz sell his soul for a follow

If you wanna talk streets,

What it mean to you, nigga?

Take pictures with guns so that make you a killer

Neah, LA Reid gave me that check today

They chased and empowered the hitters

I'm Crenshaw at Fatburger, fuckin' with Nipsey

And I bet you I'm rockin' my chains

Or I'm in the Watts with Jay Rock or slidin' through Compton with Game

Cause real niggaz livin' the same

My auntie did 20 years,

My pop did like 16

My partner did a decade

So what the fuck you really mean?

Really, hoe, Billie Jean jackets in my video

Causin' all this racket, no tennis court

Really made a million in a kitchen fork

Skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt, dinner fork

Often offended, I told that bitch to get out when she finished

Need me a bitch that gonna suck me and fuck me

And freak me and pass me to all of her friends

That's what it is, verbal telekinesis

Korrupt mixed with Jesus,

Big Meech mixed with Yeezus

Keep playin' them games and get shot from them bleachers

I still got my stripes when I'm not wearing Adidas

Got a fresh hairline from Peter

Got me a hockey mask, choppers, started talking fast

Give it to them direct just like Jeter

Niggaz ain't killing shit,

Niggaz they playing

They saying they killing shit

Got me an A and a K and a 220 trey

And it might hit and it might burn a little bit

I'm like,

"Really, little bitches, say really?”

Fuck these niggaz

Niggaz say they gonna kill me

Really?

Niggaz say they gonna kill me

Really?

Niggaz say they gonna kill me

Really|?

Niggaz say they gonna kill me

Brand new Benz with the top down

In my old neighborhood, all the cop 'round

I don't give a fuck, motherfucker, act up

Let him and the police hear how the Glock sound

Comin' with the bullshit,

And get shot down

Sucker free, no fly zone in my town

And there ain't no discussion

It's simple,

You try me we gonna get to bustin'

I promise, my nigga, you want it, my nigga?

My young niggaz ready, they goin' on guard

They act like they know ain't no God

We so official, for sure, no facade

Trap, you shine like I glow in the dark

Still got my .44 in the door

Enough that I play with you,

Homie get laid with you

Cement your feet, then it's off in the lake with you

Underestimate you, that mistake I couldn't make with you

I hit you with the K,

Myself and show you what the paper do

And can't nobody handle you the way I do

Give your boy a K or two, kill you in a day or two

And no disrespect, boy, you violate me no,

We gonna handle that

Blow your ass off the map

And you still reachin' your hand out for no dap

My demonstration in exchange for your hatin'

I put this flame all in your face,

Boy you fakin'

We come through in Mercedes and shoot you

You'd think Call of Duty would make it

Bacon, I get my moolah off top

He don't give me my moolah, off top

Give a damn what the naysayers say

And we waitin' a day in the A with the K and I'm gone

Fuck these niggaz

Niggaz say they gonna kill me

Really?

Niggaz say they gonna kill me

Niggaz say they gonna kill me

Really?

Niggaz say they gonna kill me

Niggas ain't gonna kill shit

I'm ridin' 'round, 7 pounds, nigga, with Will Smith

It's a whole heck of you all and a whole deck of cards

This shit right here you can't deal with

Two ice cubes and some cognac

Spent some time in twin towers,

I ain't goin' back

Spent my commissary on some M&M's thinkin' I was Eminem

Runnin' Aftermath in all black

I'll slaughter your house with 5 9's

Leave all of you niggaz with 2 crooked eyes

Got the Louisville Slugger, Big Papi Ortiz

Knockin' every button off your buttoned up sleeves

Please that's Jeezy the Snowman

Comin' straight to your window like Bruh Man

Said I ain't killin' your dog but stealin' my hog

And fuckin’ my conscience

Puttin' bullets in your Doberman, don't fuck with Compton

Don't you fuck with Kendrick, don't fuck with Problem

Don't fuck with YG, I'm Mr. Miyagi, Daniel San, I handle them

My handle's dumb, I had no gun

Fuck around, stomp you out in these Durant's or somethin'

I bear arms like Durantula

This rocket launcher'll blow your whole fuckin' mansion up

And everybody got to die, put them candles up

How you get caught up in the web with tarantulas?

And for you fuckin' dumb niggaz,

Let me slow it down

I can screw you like Pimp and Big Moe around

And when a nigga say "Timber",

You don't need Ricky Rubio

To let a nigga know it's goin' down

Fuck you clowns, yeah

I put the word on you niggaz

Go A$AP Ferg on you niggaz

Been all through New York with Diddy

My verse'll Schmurda you niggaz

And that's not a shot at T.I.P. or a shot at Gotti

Take shots of Ciroc in a black Bugatti

Got a shotty in a backpack, napsack

Shawty got a black MAC 11,

I will catch that body

Like Nasir and Hov when I'm 40 years old

I will still be the pilot that light up the stove

And be cookin' that crack 'til the Doctor come back

And tell niggaz that Detox come out this October

Like Ol' Dirty Bastard,

I'm finally sober

And verses like this'll get me a new Rover

Get you a new home and it's in a casket

Your funeral boring,

I'm glad that it's over

Soulja!

Fuck these niggaz

Niggaz say they gonna kill me

Really?

Niggaz say they gonna kill me

Really?

Niggaz say they gonna kill me

Really?

Niggaz say they gonna kill me

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