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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Game
The Game
Vocals
Lyn Collins
Lyn Collins
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jayceon Terrell Taylor
Jayceon Terrell Taylor
Songwriter
Justin Smith
Justin Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Just Blaze
Just Blaze
Producer
Ryan West
Ryan West
Recording Engineer
Ken Lewis
Ken Lewis
Mixing Engineer
D Brown
D Brown
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

3 minutes, my nigga, y'all know what it is Just Blaze! (No more fun and games!) Gangsta gangsta, that's already evident Nigga Wit' a Attitude, check check my residence Whether I'm Crip or Blood, homie, that's irrelevant I'm with the D.O.C., there's nobody better than The West coast felon when he on that lowrider bike pedalin' Somebody tell Eazy they still yellin' it I'm wit'cha homie Doc Dre on the television While these niggas movin' peanuts like a elephant I move cars like spinnin' rims I'm in a class all by myself like the brown Eminem Not to down Eminem, I fuck black bitches Fuck white bitches, nigga, I like bitches Them half-and-half Alicia {Keys} dyke bitches If the head right I might Air Nike bitches Or put 'em on the track like Just Blaze I look down on hoes and look up to Dre 'Cause ain't No more fun and games! Gangsta, gangsta! That's what they're yellin' It's not about a salary, it's all about reality I ain't gotta tell you this but one mo' time Leroy! Now pay attention I'm like Dre, Eazy, Cube, King Tee and Ren rolled in one Used to move birdies 'til I put a hole in one Nigga that thought I wasn't holdin a gun And tried to ride up on me like Afeni Shakur's only son Dre told me he ain't doin' Detox, this his only run Ma$e comin back, and Hov, he done I'm surrounded by legends, sittin' at the round table I am The Game, and still niggas tryna play dude I'm ruthless, I ain't talkin' 'bout the label I'll hook niggas up, and I don't mean free cable I mean I'll hook niggas up to them IV's The same way Dre hooked me up to Iovine I'm from the gutter, grew up in public housing On the same block with a shack like Yao Ming So if a nigga ever try to Jerry Heller me Tell Dre put up a mill, cause that's what my bail'll be No more fun and games! Gangsta, gangsta! That's what they're yellin' It's not about a salary, it's all about reality Nigga, I just came out the hole, I done did my time Nigga, what you know about time? 3: The Game] I've been rappin' for one year, one month, 17 days 13 hours, 28 minutes, then I met Dre 30 minutes after I bought the new Em That was November 18th, 3:09 PM Around the same time, "Wanksta" got it's first spin That was 32 weeks before they signed Rakim Eight months, 13 days before I knew a Mike Len And three years after Mason Betha turned his mic in I started writin' 22 months and 20 weeks prior To LeBron shakin' Adidas for Nikes I'm right here, six years after Randy Moss Caught his first touchdown for the Vikings Just one day, seven hours, 14 minutes 21 seconds before SoundScan got printed Two platinum records 'fore I'm classified with Biggie And two seconds before the song finish, yeah
Writer(s): O Jackson, Ralph Middlebrook, Vaughn De, Buddy Hank, Eric Wright, Roger Parker, Steven Arrington, Charles Carter, Lorenzo Patterson, Andre Young, Marvin Pierce, Justin Smith, Jayceon Taylor, Gregory Allen Webster, Marshall Jones, Andrew Noland, Norman Napier, Walter Morrison, Le Roy Bonner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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