The Game

[fox69]

"All Doggs Go To Heaven"

"All Doggs Go To Heaven"


[Chorus]
Rolling up a swisha banging Nate Dogg
Pulling on this 8ball contemplating suicide
(Hold Up)
Tears in my eyes, sippin on this goose gettin’ loose
I don’t know what else to do, so I’m sittin’ here
Rolling up a swisha banging Nate Dogg
Pulling on this 8ball contemplating suicide
(Hold Up)
Tryna smoke the pain away
Hand on the dessert
All dogs go to heaven
Til then (smoke weed everyday)

Aftermath studio, 2005
It was live, it was Snoop, it was Nate, it was I
It was Dre, It was Daz and Kurupt, we was high
One of my favourite memories
Them niggas like kin to me
When they move, I move
We like a centipede
Back when Dre was in his drop like Kennedy
I was banging Regulate, round the hood regulating
In and out of county jail when crips and bloods were segregating
And just like y’all, I used to love tha Dogg Pound
10 years later we here, laying Nate Dogg down
Damn, he was only 41 so I’mma get high and just drink til this 40 done
But I really wanna cry, shit I really wonder why good niggas gotta die
If we living under God
Maybe he living in the sky and I couldn’t bring him back if I tried
So we just rolling up a swisha

[Chorus]

Allstar weekend, I seen Warren G with no Nate Dogg
Thats like MJG with no 8Ball
I don’t wanna see that R.I.P tatt
LBCPT that, we that coast where the DPG at!
Eazy-E that, tell me where the weed at?
You see that, all red P hat
Where Pac used to eat at
Hoes in different area codes, better believe that
Can you believe this where they killed BIG at
Now he at where N-A-T-E D O double G at
Cause that’s where all dogs go because of you we all blow
Now when I need a hook, who I’m gonna call for
I sample your old shit, i don’t know these new niggas
Bout to roll an ounce of this kush, I need a few swishas
And the game will never be the same without him
I’m just mad he ain't here to hop wont he R.E.D album

[Chorus]

I’m in the crib, Dre beats on, banging Lay Low
Kush to the dome, stacking kills on his halo
Tryna get my mind what it is, but it is what it is
Everybody raise ya lighters when I say so
Shed tear, that's for Nate bro
Cali will never be the smae, Cube and Dre know
I hold the West Coast down, that's why he signed me
And Nate came with hooks better than Kareem and Ali
I’m blowing smoke up in the wind
Kinda hard to concentrate when you sitting here focused on the end
Today a child is born, tomorrow he’s a man
Next day he gone
Life cycle repeats itself again and again
Uncle’s cousins and his friends
No-one escapes death or drives to heaven in a Benz
But one things for sure, everybody gotta go
When it’s my turn I hope I never know

(Hold Up)

 

[fox69]

"All I Know"
(feat. Luu Breeze)

"All I Know"
(feat. Luu Breeze)



[Hook: Luu Breeze]
All I know is this pain in this life
And this struggle it troubles me so
All I know is that I'm stuck on this road
Of success so I got to get mine
All I know is this pain in this life
And this struggle it troubles me so
All I know All I know

[Verse 1:]
Red phantom, they say I look like Josh Smith from Atlanta
I do, hachoo, excuse you, that nigga look like me
He from the G.A., and I'm M easy, that's Game
I don't do what you niggas do, that's lame
I Soo Woo with my crew from the from the Burque
I Soo Woo with my crew, from under Young Wayne
A walkin' motherfuckin' flame
Livin' up to my brothers name
Rockin' that red shit, wasn't fuckin' with them other gangs
Most other gang's, they wasn't fuckin' with me
Ain't your average motherfucker, I'm a motherfuckin' G
I got some shit on my chest that I want to get off
I got some shit for that vest that will knock that bullshit off
Money like made off, killing like aid off, royal holiday
Hillel fucking Kay off, and I don't take a fucking day off...

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Cincinnati C hat, Boston B hat, them is me hats to the Philadelphia P hats
Believe that; bring it to the hood so you can see that
Dumb ass niggas like game, Where the keys at?
Automatic start, nigga where the trees at?
Red boned bitch like Alisha, where the keys at?
Freeze that, like a fucking picture
If you ain't a blood I ain't fucking with ya na I'm just fucking with ya
Stay on my hood shit, hop in the bucket with ya
Throw the ski masks on and get to straight fucking with ya
Ain't that some shit, that bustards sick
You wanna know how I'm livin' nigga ask your bitch
Told you precisely how to ask and sit, and she a nasty bitch
I came in her mouth ask her lips, you know why?
Cause I had to go past them lips, Crip
You probably paid for those ass and tits for...

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
Fuck with the blood clock, smile for my mug shot
Can't go out like em but I love Big, I love Pac
Love Fab, love kiss that's where the love stops
Cause I sleep with the enemy and I hug blocks
Birthed me in the drug spot, nigga with a attitude
Searching me is fuck cops, nigga pay your gratitude
Before you say I'm acting Ruth
Understand I'm tryna feed my people
Haiti just like Compton the way I'm packing food
But I will act a fool, put cheese on your head
Motherfucker I will green bay packer you
Have a whole football team of niggas after you
Like the punt turn, when will you fucking learn
Now take your ass back to school
Wait till 3-o-clock click clack at you
And fuck with your conscience like back packers do
And I ain't Talib, Black Though or Mos Def
But I've seen the most deaths
And nigga I'm just telling you

 

[fox69]

"All I Need"

"All I Need"



All I need in this world is my bitch, my bitch
My glock nine, my fo five
My shotgun, I'll kill you nigga

All I need in this world is my bitch, my bitch
My glock nine, my fo five
My shotgun, I'll kill you nigga

Lemme tell you a story bout these punk rap niggaz
Play tough but they whole fuckin life made up
I'ma start wit 50 cause I used to roll wit him
He neva smoked weed so how could I blow wit him
Shoulda knew he was a fag by the way his clothes fit him
Tight G Unit jeans brought out the ho in him
Had one lil girlfriend and that was fixed
Somebody musta told Vivica her boyfriend like dick
Lloyd Banks knew, he told me that shit
I told Buck and Buck told me he ridin wit his clique
So I start ridin wit Fat Joe and Kiss
Made a good choice cause afta that Yayo bricked
So I gave away my chain and decided to keep movin
Now I'd ratha burn in hell then yell G Unit
Thats the truth nigga word to Seagle
Sleep on The Game and wake up to a gold desert eagle

All I need in this world is my bitch, my bitch
My glock nine, my fo five
My shotgun, I'll kill you nigga

All I need in this world is my bitch, my bitch
My glock nine, my fo five
My shotgun, I'll kill you nigga

50 what happened to ya movie, the soundtracks
Chicken Little killed you niggaz you'll never bounce back
I paid 19 dollars to see that shit
My bitch said you was naked I ain't see that shit
You and Olivia in the shower, my bad that was Terrence Howard
A lil Hustle & Flow and a damn coward
I had to sit there for 80 minutes
The best actor in the movie was the baby in it
This ain't New Jack City and it can't be Menace
The worst actor in the world, you made the Guinness
I made G-Unot and that made you finished
I put two quarters in and I played you niggaz
Fuck Mobb Deep the lil thugs turned sissy
And Mase traded holy water for some Formula 50
Fuck Mobb Deep the lil thugs turned sissy
And Mase traded holy water for some Formula 50
Fuck Mobb Deep the lil thugs turned sissy
And Mase traded holy water for some Formula 50
Tell niggaz come get me, I got a glock nine
I'ma window shoppa cause I ain't got drop a dime

 

[fox69]

"All I Need"

"All I Need"


[The Game]
You niggaz always talkin shit, you gonna do this you gonna do that
Nigga you ain't gonna do nothin but be a motherfuckin fam when you see me
Nigga suck my dick

[Chorus]
All I need in this world is my bitch, my bitch
My glock nine, my fo five
My shotgun, I'll kill you nigga

All I need in this world is my bitch, my bitch
My glock nine, my fo five
My shotgun, I'll kill you nigga

[Verse 1]
Let me tell you a story bout these punk rap niggaz
Play tough but they whole fuckin life made up
I'm start wit 50 cuz I used to roll wit him
He never smoked weed so how could I blow wit him
Should knew he was a fag by the way his clothes fit him
Tight G-Unit jeans brought out the ho in him
Had one lil girlfriend and that was fixed
Somebody must told Vivica her boyfriend like dick
Lloyd Banks knew, he told me that shit
I told Buck and Buck told me he's ridin wit his clique
So I start ridin wit Fat Joe and Kiss
Made a good choice cuz after that Yayo bricked
So I gave away my chain and decided to keep movin
Now I'd rather burn in hell then yell G-Unit
Thats the truth nigga word to Seagle
Sleep on The Game and wake up to a gold desert eagle

[Chorus]
All I need in this world is my bitch, my bitch
My glock nine, my fo five
My shotgun, I'll kill you nigga

All I need in this world is my bitch, my bitch
My glock nine, my fo five
My shotgun, I'll kill you nigga

[Verse 2]
50 what happened to ya movie, the soundtracks
Chicken Little killed you niggaz you'll never bounce back
I paid 19 dollars to see that shit
My bitch said you was naked I ain't see that shit
You and Olivia in the shower, my bad that was Terrence Howard
A lil Hustle & Flow and a damn coward
I had to sit there for 80 minutes
The best actor in the movie was the baby in it
This ain't New Jack City and it can't be Menace
The worst actor in the world, you made the Guinness
I made G-Unot and that made you finished
I put two quarters in and I played you niggaz
Fuck Mobb Deep the lil thugs turned sissy
And Mase traded holy water for some Formula 50
Fuck Mobb Deep the lil thugs turned sissy
And Mase traded holy water for some Formula 50
Fuck Mobb Deep the lil thugs turned sissy
And Mase traded holy water for some Formula 50
Y'all niggaz come get me, I got a glock nine
I'm a window shoppa cuz I ain't got drop a dime

 

[fox69]

"All That (Lady)"
(feat. Lil Wayne, Big Sean, Fabolous & Jeremih)

"All That (Lady)"
(feat. Lil Wayne, Big Sean, Fabolous & Jeremih)



[Verse 1: Game]
You know I love you like cooked food, I'm a good dude
Let's hit the Roscoe's on Pico, I'm in a hood mood
I'm sittin' here thinkin' 'bout all the things I could do
So what you should do is
Play your position for Berkin bags, we poppin' tags
Her shoe game sick, we drinkin' Ace out of Red Bottles
True gang shit, fuck with me and you're famous
Kanye'd my bitch, now she's away from the nameless
Camera flashes from strangers, turn a Range to a manger
Jesus piece on the plate, yea my baby an angel
Fell straight up out of Heaven into what we into
Who knew we'd grew into, whatever we into
That's too much for your mental so we snapback that
Game on point like the stripes on my Gucc backpack
My ladybug, yea she cool like that
In them Trues, why you move like that

[Hook: Jeremih]
You know my lady always on
She know I need it so
She know she can get
All that, all that, all that, all that, all that
My lady got me going
I'm where she already knows
She knows she can get
All that, all that, all that

[Verse 2: Lil' Wayne]
Uh, you my lady
And that pussy feel like a haven
We can make babies, let's be creative
She say leave them tricks alone but I'm a skater
I love her like her daddy, told her no man would
I got a lot of bad bitches, she the only one good
I got her flowers for nothing, she smiling and blushing
If I don't answer my phone, then we probably fucking, ya
She love my tattoos
Ain't got no room for her name but I'm a make room
She let her hair down, we have a stare down
She said "I'm glad you ate it, where my cap & gown?"
Told her "I can be your chauffeur, " dick like a limo
Multiple orgasms, that's my M.O
Redbone pretty
I kiss her from her titty to her clitty

[Hook: Jeremih]

[Verse 3: Big Sean]
Look, my girl's sweet like my hotel floor
From where they ran through more keys than a hotel door, the D
Give her the D now the whole hotel know
Feel like I'm looking down from Heaven screaming "Oh, Hell no!"
When you hop on top, girl, that's what it feel like
She always had a player back like them field lights
And every time I left it ain't feel right
Cheated on her and she stayed, that's just real life
Cause it's hard when you ain't on the same coast
Burning bread in the club so all these girls want toast
Hoes try and wave but we ain't on the same boat
They trying to sink everything that we made float
She told me 'bout her ex man, her old boy stories
And how she had a dildo, you know, toy stories
Don't fuck her on her period, ain't into horror stories
I take her to my favorite restaurant, she order for me
Cause she know me

[Hook: Jeremih]

[Outro: Fabolous]
I'm feeling your style
I'm loving your swag
I like how your jeans fit
You're killing that bag
You working them heels
Your diamonds are real
You give me the chills, girl
You all that...

 

[fox69]

"All The Way Gone"
(feat. Mario & Wale)

"All The Way Gone"
(feat. Mario & Wale)



[Game:]
She leave her hair in the sink
She leave her hair on the floor
Her hair all over the bed, that make me love her more
She wear a scarf, Louis V the big sack
It's a wrap, messing up her wrap, blowing out her back
Never let another rat hit it from back or the front
On my mama nigga, I be gone for months
I come back

[Mario:]
And it's still tight, I like when it's real tight

[Game:]
I'm a lick in circles now...

[Mario:]
Tell me what that feel like

[Game:]
Feels like when you try them red bottoms on
It feels like the song cause we all the way gone...
Between me and you, do anything for old girl
Like hit it in the morning, yeah, cold world

[Mario:]
Baby you're the one
You ain't gotta hit the club no more
Sweeter than that
Tryna find the one
But you been looking for love in all the wrong places
Every day's a movie, girl, you make the scene
They gonna keep on watching
We gonna be all the way gone
We gonna be all the way gone

[Wale:]
She call me all the time, I ain't no regular Joe
I be staying at the Roosevelt more than Marilyn goes
I met some bitches with Chuck, but I was wearing some foam
Shorty been fly forever, these bitch's parachutes broke
CC's is on her purse so I'm aware that she know
And you know the flow, they jack it, I'm apparently cold ya know
Life's limits is bitter, I need another fruit
She know we can't elope, look at what honey do
Straight G thing, double M G thing
Weed, they can't fuck wit em puffin AC green
When I peep in the public, bet I'm leaving with something
And I'm so fly I make some homebodies liable to love it
Shout out diamond supply
Shout out Bobby on hundreds
Not too many is touching
Double M G this summer
The RED album, little red shortie, you can't touch him
I know Mario's on the hook, but I was playing Duck Hunt

[Mario:]
Baby you're the one
You ain't gotta hit the club no more
Sweeter than that
Tryna find the one
But you been looking for love in all the wrong places
Every day's a movie, girl, you make the scene
They gonna keep on watching
We gonna be all the way gone
We gonna be all the way gone

[Game:]
Yeah, he blowing up your cell phone
Send him the voice mail cause we all the way gone
And you ain't doing nothing wrong
But killing the competition in that Cosabella thong
Turn to the side, let me see them thighs
Profile, man I'm digging your style, we can start slow now
Then speed it up, this playing in the background
While I beat it up - I beat it up...

[Mario:]
Baby soon as we get home, it won't take us too long
We gonna make it to the bedroom, I like the guest room
You can pick the next room
Put the camera on the tripod, got me playing on your iPod
I know you feeling me on my job: Director

[Game:]
Cut!

 

[fox69]

"Ambitionz Of A Rida"
(feat. DeJ Loaf)

"Ambitionz Of A Rida"
(feat. DeJ Loaf)



[Verse 1: Game]
My ambitionz of a rida-da-da
Put her in a YSL and that Prada-da-da
Keep the pistol on the side-da-da
In the Lamborghini smokin on that la-la-la
She got her hair in the wind, eyebrows on fleek
'15 Bonnie & Clyde, Nicki and Meek
I gave her keys to the condo, keys to the Jeep
Say "You jigglin, baby", gave her the whole damn fleet

[Verse 2: Dej Loaf]
I always ride for you baby, and when shit get hard
You know I parade on the side of you, baby
Yeah, I met him in a dope gang, he had no name
Back when you could get a half or a whole thang

[Verse 3: Game]
Back when we all ever needed was the cocaine
Bricks in the 600 why they call me Raw Game
40 in the Sti dash fuck around and be road kill
With the top down feelin like

[Hook: Game + Dej Loaf]
My ambitionz of rida (rida, rida)
My ambitionz of rida (rida, rida)
My ambitionz of rida-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
My ambitionz of rida-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
My ambitionz of a rida

[Verse 4: Dej Loaf]
No whip now we in the Ray Roll Range
Keep it gangsta pricy, one of them cold things
Wit ya, noooo, I ain't mad at ya
Get out of line, probably throw a couple jabs at em

[Verse 5: Game]
Hit Rodeo, probably throw a couple bags at ya
In my 2Pac voice - I ain't mad at ya
Take the wheel, see if you can drive while I eat it
My fitted flew off, but I dont need it, tell me what I need

[Verse 6: Dej Loaf]
You need a bitch that's gonna blast, spend cash with ya
Same time fuck good, drop ass for you
Yeah, I ride it like rah-rah-rah-rah
Eat the pussy like la-la-laaaa

[Verse 7: Game]
Why you gotta tell a nigga buinnes
Fine nigga Friday, you know a nigga live this
Hit you with the helicopter tongue
Then fuck you til the helicopter come

[Hook: Game + Dej Loaf]

[Verse 8: Game + Dej Loaf]
One look and I got her
In corners in my Impala
(My ambitionz of a rida)
Slidin down that pole for a dollar, nada
Tell that girl Holla
(My ambitionz of a rida)
I done brought the Thug Life out her
Got her stuffin bircks in that Prada
(My ambitionz of a rida)
And she love when I'm inside her
And can't nobody divide us

[Hook: Game + Dej Loaf]

 

[fox69]

"Angel"
(feat. Common)

"Angel"
(feat. Common)



[Common]
I spent my day so, first I pray yo
Then I lay low, looking for the halo
Or more yayo, my little angel
Reminded me to stay playful
Faithful walks I take in the woods
Thinking whats good, things that I can't change I should
Things I can't, need to be understood
Th-this is the bliss, I used to drift from the hood
For a second at least, I'm resurrecting the peace
Pipes that Indians used to like, we called it Chief, right?
Stepping on the leafs right, to reach heights
Th-th-th-that I never seen, it's so so evergreen
Some use it for medicine, or to write better things
I was in Amsterdam, man, bike pedaling
To the nature spot, to taste the flavors they got
My eyes drop, I like it a lot
Yeah, an angel

[Chorus]
I wanna turn up the sound and spread my wings because I'm riding with my (Angel)
Going through the city of the Chi make me feel like I'm in the city of (Angels)
Oooh I wanna fly, fly away with my (Angel)
She takes me high, she will always be my (Angel)

[The Game]
Th-th-the way that I rhyme, blow nigga's mind
Like the first time you heard Mary J and you were standing in line
To purchase tickets to see her blow like Chicago wind
And I'm ridin with Common looking for Chicago Zen
And like Chicago winds, I was once a Street Disciple
Rockin every Jordan shoe, Nike put out by Michael
That made me feel like I could fly, sometimes I wanted to die
Prolly cause the angel dust was fuckin with my third eye
So I start hip-hop and I understand why Common used to love her
She got me open so I even had to fuck her
But I used the rubber, cause she was married to Rakim
So I bought me a gold chain, pretendin' that I was him
So I can get close to the girl I loved the most
But she left Cali and went on tour with Ne-Yo and Ghost
Big gave her one more chance, and she took Big down
I should've knew it, Shock G and Pac told me "She get around", an angel

[Chorus]
I wanna turn up the sound and spread my wings because I'm riding with my (Angel)
Going through the city of the Chi make me feel like I'm in the city of (Angels)
Oooh I wanna fly, fly away with my (Angel)
She takes me high, she will always be my (Angel)

[The Game]
Fly away, fly away
My love for her is not about jewelry and cars
I love her cause she love me, just for who I are
Who I is, who I am, resembles the rims on the Lam'
I shine like Shyne when Barrington Levy was sayin, "Didilly whoooa!"
I got love for the streets, peace to New York and every hood in the East
Before I was duckin' cops, gunshots, I used to be an L.A. Dodger, now I'm a (Angel)
From the city of lost souls, Impalas and polished gold
Between the car, and the rims, we got a lot of chrome
Your hood not alone, they knockin, we not at home
And when they bust in, we not Caesar, but got it wrong
Cause they try to wire phones, I'm talking Verizon phones
The ones they put wires on, they got us on tap
But I put wires on, my Bentley in fact
I spit it through the wires on a Kanye track

[Chorus]
I wanna turn up the sound and spread my wings because I'm riding with my (Angel)
Going through the city of the Chi make me feel like I'm in the city of (Angels)
Oooh I wanna fly, fly away with my (Angel)
She takes me high, she will always be my (Angel)

[Common]
Yeah, it's The Game and Common
Spread your wings, follow your dreams
Things will be so serene, L.A. and the Chi is a team
Yeah, angel supreme
Yeah, keep on
Yeah, it's for the world boy, we do it forever, yeah

 

[fox69]

"Anything You Ask For"

"Anything You Ask For"


[Intro:]
The young Roy Jones in the rap shit
Somebody bout to get knocked the fuck out tonight man

[Verse 1:]
Niggas think they got The Game sold
Yeah right I'm air tight
Fresh in them Air Nikes
If the navvy outside
I might be there
Black hoodie, black nine, black white v Airs
Like Caddy trunks keep a spare
You see the lump under the ice berg fleece and yeah
And when the beef cooks I'm a put the piece through your hair
And if you see a white truck that mean the sheets is there
Then I'm goin goin back back to the block
To dump the bucket and jump in the drop
Niggas know I'm good with the glock
They call me chick herns cause The Game or not I'm calling the shots
I wear a shiny suite 4 em and they like them alot
They get gangsta with a SWAT me bag and a Jordan box
So when I die, bury me with the glock and a bucket of shells
In case niggas want drama in Hell

[Chorus:]
I'll give you anything you ask for
Money over bitches!
Tell me what you blast for
We don't fuck around with snitches!
What you have the smash for
This bitch tried to play me man!
Anything you ask for
It's all about the bank Game!
[Repeat twice]

[Verse 2:]
First things first
Money over bitches
Swore say my name in vain watch main
Brake the bones in your nose
I'm a flick time rida
Inner city flipper
Watch who try to flip more like their neighbors want digger
Sergeant at arms who playin, I'm a General
So draw your fire arms when you in the presence of criminals
And motherfuckers subliminal metaphors or adjectives
I come to where you live and send 60 rounds inside your crib!
Killer by instinct
Murderer by nature
Killer Cali earth quakes ya
Ain't nothin but bone brakers
Is nothin like puffin on this justall ass pound
Became in my turner
Have your mouth twisted just like Bobby Brown
Fuck what you might of read
Fuck what your people said
Back in this bitch and o 6 is The Game in lead
Highly anticipated the day has finally came
I slap a patch of meat off a nigga head for Game
Fer real!

[Chorus x2]

 

[fox69]

"Around The Way"

"Around The Way"



I had a fucked up childhood
7 years old
my pops raped my sister
she was 11 years old
Till this day
I can't understand
how a nigga can stick his dick in his daughter
and still feel like he a fucking man
ma how you stay with this nigga
knowing, he a child molester
leave us with this nigga
we at home everyday, you fighting with this nigga
we in court you holding hands, fighting with this nigga
telling the jury he was coked up, heroin in his system
and I spent everyday, from there on, in the system
in a group home, with mexicans and whiteboys
to much anger inside, never played and I ain't like toys
so I was treated different by my foster parents
and every kid in elementary thought I lost my parents
cuz me and my foster brothers ain't look shit a like
Calvo was mexican and Nathan was white

There was once a thug from around the way
There was once a thug from around the way

I was in a boys home, stressed man
I was in some nikes and guess pants,
the brown pentyloafers and dress pants
fucked up ain't it, I was robbin kids
I used to wish I had a family like the kosby's did
told my friends in school my moms had money like ophra winfrey
she left to find a new job and she was coming back to get me
that was 5 years ago, now I'm 12 years old
my moms left my dad
the judge said, I can come back home
I grew up in this crip neighberhood, called "Santana"
they ain't like my brothers cuz of the bulls jerseys and red bandanas
one day after school, they jumped me for my chain and stabbed me twice in the arm
thats when I started banging
in the hood, hanging like
red laces in my high tops
tryna be like my brothers
my moms kicked me out the house cuz she needed a break
her and my little sister moved upstate

There was once a thug from around the way
There was once a thug from around the way

Before Jimmy Iovine, The Killers in IV
These bitch niggas try to take my life for 5 G's
I was in the projects, 2 Oclock in the morning,
Playing Madden
Niggas kicked in the door and started blasting
I seen the light so I no Jesus Christ
Cuz I took one in the heart
and I ain't lose my life
Came home and studied the chronic
Inside out
Ate Doggystyle for breakfast
and lunch was "Reasonable Doubt"
I started writing my lyrics on napkins
Listening to nas, I wrote my first 16, to Illmatic
Waited 9 months then shit got Gangsta
I signed to aftermath
the same time
they dropped Wanksta
He asked to 50, he gon sell
Will he do a Mill plus
or will he end up in Jail
Get real close to the speakers
I got a story to tell
He went from the Front porch
to the cover of Double XL

There was once a thug from around the way
There was once a thug from around the way