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The Game
The Game

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Verse 1
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"My daddy ain't goin' nowhere
Interlude 1
Never"
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Whether we
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dribble out this
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motherfucker
Rap, rock or riddle out this motherfucker
We gon' get up out this motherfucker
Same way that Venus did,
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Serena did, we them kids
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Whitney was talking 'bout
that's how it was
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Before my brother caught them slugs and
I watched coroners chalk him out
That ain't my brother in that box,
what niggas talking bout?
Couldn't pallbearer cause I was
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too weak to walk him out
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And that's real shit,
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I'm dedicated
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Like Pac was to Jada before
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Jada met Will Smith
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I'm already turnt up,
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chronic still burnt up
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Fuck outta here,
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with all that lean and popping pills shit
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Jump in my Impala get
it hopping with a kill switch
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I done been around the world,
my life is like a field trip
I done been to Africa,
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seen niggas in Attica
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Cops killing our youth,
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these numbers ain't adding up
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Like that white boy
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sitting in a prison cell
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Killed nine people in a church,
how he living still?
I couldn't understand,
I spent hours with Farrakhan
Just begging him to let me be the
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millionth man
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But some of these niggas just make
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you wanna kill a man
And let the .38 spin like a ceiling fan
Separate your body from soul,
soul from Earth
Roll a blunt with your remains
and then ash it in the dirt
Verse 5
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Listen, you ain't a Christian
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'cause you go to church
Listen, you ain't a gangster
'cause you got the work
A real gangster's one who take
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care of his whole family
Like me, even though my baby
mama can't stand me
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Her name tattooed on my neck,
nigga it's branded
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And my fucking kids tighter
than Ray J and Brandy
Yeah, I give it to you so
you understand
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Fucking bitches took my family
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Verse 6
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Bye baby, rock- a- bye baby
No tears or sobs, baby,
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been listening to Nas lately
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And I can't lie, baby,
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been missing them thighs, baby
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But it's more to life than Gucci and Louis Vuitton,
baby
It's more to life than tripping on lies, baby
Put feelings aside, baby,
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you Nicki Minaj, baby
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Verse 7
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One day we all die, baby
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So I'd rather go hard,
keep Cali alive, baby
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Yeah, keep Cali alive, baby
Double entendre, nigga that's my baby
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And don't nobody
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father kids like me
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Word to Kevin Hart,
take care of they rib like me
I made fucked up decisions but
don't let 'em crucify me
I'm still the same nigga on my
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California ID
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Yeah, Compton nigga
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Blame Dre, it's his fault that
I'm a monster, nigga
I was selling crack in west side
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Bompton, nigga
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Yeah I can rap,
but I ain't ask for no sponsors, nigga
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I was light skin and young
Klay Thompson, nigga
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Fifteen, had guns like Contra, nigga
Now they call me bipolar, big
contradiction
This The Documentary 2 without
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Doc's prescription
Motherfucker

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