, this game ain't stoppin', we champagne poppin' Girl, I got shit that your man ain't coppin' You could hop in when your man ain't watchin' Give you one
nigga harder than me? On the boats, make it known how the slaughterin' be Damn, Curry ain't the shit? Put the name in your mouth Got it different? You ain't on what you
The age don't mean a thing I ain't G Ali I bring them out with no ID Them boys they bring them out like I'm T.I.P. (Chorus) Come here girl Let me
Don't you stop it, don't you stop what you're doing You don't really wanna stop Eh eh Don't you stop it, don't you stop what you're doing You don
you? Game is magnet, to everything platinum with my name attached, can you all do that? Think one thing when you read my name That Puff nigga, the game
with the gettin' money gameplan You don't really wanna get involved, with the LOX car Tellers, Goodfellas, that's who we are You can't outsell us, it ain't
' blarin' It ain't loud enough, man Oh, these muh'fuckers think I'm gon' play with 'em Oh, I ain't gon' play wit'cha, I ain't gon' play wit'cha, man
45's with ice on the grip I don't shoot it, I roll with killers and criminals With heroin habits they picked up from the penile They let you have it
soul lead the way 'Cause I'm that enemy that you can't see But you wanna be, you ain't shit to me Playa, it ain't hard for you to get to me Playa, my
with me? Come ride with me, provide me with a gun Slide the weeded road, come get high with me You don't come weed with me anymore You don't need me
, okay Ain't it obvious we overheated You talkin' that slick shit But I jus' know that you meant me But evidently, you don't know I get your ass gone permanently It ain't
please! you ain't been in a helicopter Flying 'round Jesus statue wit a mountain in Brazil Bitch please! you ain't never been to Guatemala Eating shrimp
I can cop a Benz and drive the fuck out the hood 'Cause baby-mama screaming, "Your daughter 12 months" Can't live life swinging rocks and smoking blunts Hanging wit' the niggas don't
S CRAZY) Had some big nigga with keys to the crib (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Just came home from doing a bid (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Now how you ain't gon change the
made you love Now you wanna change the subject I ain't sweating that animosity I'm deading that Instead of rap Imma smack you dead in your trap I don't
CRAZY) Talk about the feds made you snitch (OH THAT'S CRAZY) How you gon' hate what made you rich? (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Life Stories, shit, it ain't goin
really gon' do some' What's wrong with you son? Oh you got a new gun, do you know how to use one? Then you livin an illusion, livin in a used one while
tight And when you hear somethin, make sure you hear it right Don't make a ass outta yourself by assumin My music keeps you movin, what are you provin? You