Whenever I close my eyes I understand it Since the moment that my luck Became my worst friend The only song I've played Sounds so boring My game is over
I close my eyes I understand it Since the moment that my luck Became my worst friend The only song I've played Sounds so boring My game is over I've
of the street where my mind be Play the game, get you a 'zil' Forever, put you until, it fit me to kill Heat, got it with me still Flip the game over,
a interview, so there's nothing I gotta ask I use to be big pimping, like Pimp and my partna Bun If she came with a twisted tongue, then game is what
game in the gutter's where I still kick it I'm tryin to hustle up a meal ticket I'm still wicked in my ways, a hustler 'til my dyin days Ain't nuttin
we do? What will we say? When it's the end of this game that we play? Will we crumble into the dust my friend? Or will we start this game over again?
showin off, we're just goin off, popular contentions [Dr. Dre] But critics say that Doc is soft, Doc is talk, Doc is all washed up, knock it off, who the fuck is
region recognize game, game recognize game. Can't be no bigga pimp than me nigga. [chorus x2] 360 degrees of game, talkin bout game, talkin bout game
that's how you want it, I suppose I can stay up out the game keep my aim on my paper And I'll be sure to keep my pimpin real with Tony Draper And I'll
big dick hoes Panties on the back seat, I don't know whose shit that is Condoms and phone numbers, I don't know whose shit that is F'real, you know when
to be And we're second best to all the rest So count me out 'cause I confess I'm over it and it is over me Welcome to my land, this broken island Not
aww... show your right to all of my brothers show your right to all of my sisters show your right to my mothers and my fathers show your right, you know
it, Let him roam the home of the mange ridden emaciated Slave pain cave children game Not all players heal the same, learn it or don't learn shit My radio is
Of "Hold You Down") Yeah, yo, when the time is worst Never leave my fam in a jam I'm dyin first Never (*Down) to my last dollar I'm grindin first Never
tracks and his roasters them Tommy Motolla and Universal is back in control again Casa Blanca, that's like a second home for him 50 million is a lot of
game is done and someone's won there is a variation that is almost just as fun 1,2,3 come with me and the terrorists are free if you lose and get left over
else second Stretch out the clock I'ma live out every second See my momma cry everytime that she stressin Messed with my mind can't understand the message Time is
punishment: that's just another fancy way to say it's time to wake up fuck your fame I'm trying to build some game for my man Jacob that's my son some
