The Game

The Game - The Town lyrics

rate me

Back on the block, nigga, chains on the rocks, nigga

Used to move yey, I should throw up the roc, nigga

Back with the rocks, so I just throw up the mag

2 fingers: now get the ski mask!

This is body bag shit, that open the bag spliff

Open your lungs, a muthafuckin monster is what I've become

? hotter than pablo escobar's stove

Got the? queensbridge escobar flow

Brat! brat brat! 50 rounds'll knock you niggas down

Ben affleck from the town. this is my town nigga

King, mayor, all that. niggas better fall back

Bullets in your ballcap. p-u-s-s-y: that's what I call cats

Hardcore, die today if it brought biggie smalls back

Eyes low, 75 eighths, black war hat

Red album, bitch, everything else all-black

Eyes low, 75 eighths, black war hat

Red album, nigga, everything else all-black

Niggas keep saying that they run this town

They don't run this town, nigga I run this town

Niggas keep playing when we come around

I run them down, they wanted now

Niggas better break bread and niggas better fake dead

I step in front of the beam and take it off of dre's head

Everything's straight red: my bitch, my car, the tip of my cigar

My philly match my scarf

Y'all niggas pushing light weight

Ryan russell niggas falling down, tryna put a hand up in my face

The fucking music's in danger, ain't a mic safe

Mick bibby, mick vick, nigga, mike jake

4th album, cause I do my shit the right way

In life? the fans gon wait, so have a nice day

I'mma have a nice bitch sitting in the white 6

Coldest rapper alive: I write with an ice pick

And I'm white sick, meaning that my bars I'll

Fuck the world up, nigga, I'm an oil spill

In the 4-wheel, paint job orange peel, not like picasso, bitch

But I draw steel

Niggas keep saying that they run this town

They don't run this town, nigga I run this town

Niggas keep playing when we come around

I run them down, they wanted now

I ain't never gave no fuck, why would I start now?

Everytime I get on the track, it's black hawk down

I declare war, pulling niggas' cars now

And I ain't gotta fuck sarah palin to lay the law down

Birds: knock em all down

You could push a ford now

Used to ball like chris paul, I'm john ward now

Still bang dogg pound, I don't like how y'all soon

Nothing but a nigga in the real, try to floss now

I set the bridge on fire - try to cross now

Still fuck benzino, I don't care who run the source now

I got magazines inside of magazines

Woke up, laid everybody on the porch down

Kill the drums, the track is a corpse now

Spread my fingers when I chew? from georgetown

Think it's a movie?

But if it ain't a?

I'm busting with the 4 pounds

Get this song at:  amazon.com  sheetmusicplus.com

Share your thoughts

0 Comments found