The Game

The Game - Wouldn't Get Far

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(feat. Kanye West)

[Sample:]

For you baby, I'd find you [x4]

[Verse 1: The Game + sample repeats: "Wouldn't get far, far, far, far" and "For you baby, I'd find you"]

I done been around the world, been around the block

Been around hoes that fucked Biggie and Pac

Like Vida Guerrera, ass took her to the top

She'll give you some brains, you let her throw up the Roc

Let her put on your chain, she'll throw you some cock

Picture that, like Megan Good and Jamie Foxx

Hype said "It's a wrap", she still on the set

Puttin' oil on her legs, like she Gloria Velez

She was eye candy in the Double XL

Hopped of the page and on the skateboard with Pharrell

I knew she (wouldn't get far)

'Cause five hundred dollars can't get you that (far)

How you get that (far)?

And all these new video bitches tryna be Melyssa Ford

But they don't know Melyssa Ford drive a Honda Accord

She a video vixen, but behind close doors

She do whatever it take to get to the Grammy Awards

Haha

[Hook: The Game + sample, {Kanye West}]

(You wouldn't get far, far, far)

Fuckin' them rap stars

You know who you are,

Put your hands up ladies

(You wouldn't get far)

If you kept your legs closed

(It would be just a waste of time)

But you know

(You wouldn't get far, far, far)

Fuckin' them rap stars

You know who you are

I wrote this song for you

(For you baby, I'd find you) [x2]

For you {for you}, and you (uh)

For all y'all

[Verse 2: Kanye West + sample repeats: "Wouldn't get far, far, far, far" and "For you baby, I'd find you"]

Pop quiz, how many topless, black foxes

Did I have under my belt, like boxers

Not to brag, but, if it add up, one two

Nigga that's mad nuts, Game you mad nuts

How you gonna call out all these

Bitches knowin' damn well they gonna call me

The only dream of the ghetto prom queen

Was to make it to the screen, maybe get seen

Maybe get chose by a nigga from a team

Head so good he don't ask for a pre...nup

Now ask your self this question, uh

Would you be with Jay-Z if he wasn't CEO

Would you be with F-A-B-O, if he drove an EO

Would you ride with Ne-Yo, if he was in a Geo

Well why the hell you think these bitches comin' at me for?

But since they all fall in my palm, I'll take a trio

[Hook: The Game + sample]

(You wouldn't get far, far, far)

Fuckin' them rap stars

You know who you are,

Put your hands up baby

(You wouldn't get far)

If you kept your mouth closed

(It would be just a waste of time)

But you know

(You wouldn't get far, far, far)

Fuckin' them rap stars

You know who you are

I wrote this song for you

(For you baby, I'd find you) [x2]

For you, and you

For all y'all

[Verse 3: The Game + sample repeats: "Wouldn't get far, far, far, far" and "For you baby, I'd find you"]

I done have my share of bitches with long hair

Short 'do like Kelis, a Halle, and boomerang, yea

I been around the block in a Bentley, drop top

On Miami Beach when Lil' Kim was fuckin' with Scott

I got the scoop on Hoopz, whatever the case

She let you spray in her face, as long as you Bathin' Apes

And ain't nobody tryna take Beyonce from Jay

But I know a bitch named Super Head, fucked back in the day

The things niggas do when pussy sittin' on they face

Stab Un in the stomach

She musta had a pussy like Wonder Woman

On that superhero shit, fly as Gabrielle Union

In the back of my six, fo' Impala

Forget the double D's, I put 'em right in your face

Like that model bitch Tecorra

And she ain't win the show, but she ridin in that Gelatta

That's why I fuck 'em today then forget 'em tomorrow

[Hook: The Game + sample]

(You wouldn't get far, far, far)

Fuckin' them rap stars

You know who you are,

Put your hands up ladies

(You wouldn't get far)

If you kept your legs closed

(It would be just a waste of time)

But you know

(You wouldn't get far, far, far)

Fuckin' them rap stars

You know who you are

I wrote this song for you

(For you baby, I'd find you) [x2]

For you, and you

For all y'all

[Outro: The Game talking]

God damn, you know what I'm sayin'?

I was sittin' back and watchin' Kanye video

And I see the same bitch that was in the homeboy Busta Rhyme's video

Then I flipped the motherfuckin' channel, checkin' out my uncle Snoop Dogg's video

And I see the same bitch that was in MY video

You know what I'm sayin'?

And then, you know what I'm sayin', to make that even more fucked up

I'm watchin' Oprah coverin' Hurricane Katrina

I see the same bitch on Oprah, floatin' away on the hood of a Camry,

that was in the nigga Lil' Weezy video

I mean, damn! Everywhere I look, everywhere I go, I see the same hoes

Don't get mad, I'm only bein' real... yea

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