Amayah wake up baby I know you're sleepin', but daddy's home now Pictures gettin' old, my lil' girl lookin' grown now Your mom's said you're talkin' on
Drama is real, like not wakin' up Breakin' up grounds when this patriot thrust Your mouth is on shut, your emotions are hidden For you to handle your
[The Game] Niggaz don't really want it, just talkin out the side of they neck How many gangsters you know, ain't scared of death That's why I, ride with
) [19 second instrumental to open] [The Game] Live now, die later, flood or clock the shit out of haters Got niggaz tryin to "Kiss the Game Goodbye"
Exclusively, ridin' on them deuces G Talkin 'bout what your gameplan used to be They got us choppin' up game through the fog and smoke We came a long
Death before dishonor, ride with weap' up 'Cause niggaz tryin' to dent my armor Cold streets, Telly Mac keep the guns on 'em They wanna know how that
I'm from Compton where them guns bust, watch Poppa George pop Cats tellin' jokes at them car games seen big face hundreds Handle the rock like Nate Archibald
You can catch five, or catch me in the CL-5 Whatever way dog, the Game get live Keepin' it gangsta in a P.D. city velour Late night I'm in Dublin's and
Fuck it, yo, who the best MC on the west? By far it's me and in my car is a continental tea And my broad in that continental suite With the armadillo
Real, real gangstaz stand up, hold they dick Bitch niggaz sit down to piss, what type of nigga is you? I'm the type to pack a gat or few Pull out and
[Chorus: The Game + JT] Compton to Fillmore here we go again In the Bay, our chains hang, L.A. they can't bang Compton to Fillmore here we go again
Who really the best rapper since 'Pac got killed? I done answered that question when I copped my deal Ask yourself when The Game is comin', after next
hub dawg you know? Peelin' slugs at your mug Dealin' drugs in front of the projects My projects, more, more scatter, more street Untold stories, shootout
: [20 seconds of instrumental to open] [The Game] You can catch five, or catch me in the CL-5 Whatever way dog, the Game get live Keepin it gangsta
: Verse 1: Live Now, Die Later, Motha Clapped The Shit Out Of Haterz, Got Niggas Trying To Kiss The Game Goodbye like Jada, Got Ya Shit Push Back Like