Game, The - Black on black (feat. Young Jeezy & Kevin Gates)
[Intro - Jeezy:]'Sup, nigga, huh?You know what this shit is?Stay down and come up (Damn right)Street niggas is street niggas alikeIt ain't even one way, nigga (Two niggas most)Stay down and see you come up, nigga, uhFour songs, nigga (Blood Money, let's go)[Hook - Jeezy:]Everythin' wrong, this can't be rightMan, it's so much, this can't be life (Yeah)Shit get real, man, you can't hold back(Stay on back, nigga, you gotta do what you gotta do)If he came back in that black on blackI still do it for them niggas with them bricks on bricksI still do it for them niggas with them nicks on nicksLet me tell you how them real nigga supposed to bounce backSee I never came back in that black on black[Verse 1 - Game:]Nigga come through for a nine and a halfI'm a tell him ain't nothin' leftNigga need an eight, tell him everythin' straightAll they gotta do it wait, tell a nigga I'm a chefHow you think a nigga went and got that race?Could of went to jail but I bought that caseLawyer came through, told him it's about timeJim Carrey to the Rollie, I just switch that switchPut ten karats on my daughter ear, fuck itShe deserved every rock I done sold out in publicDo anythin' for my Destiny's ChildShe a Beyonce, never be LeToya LuckettBlack on black, checkerboard Louis luggageOn a PJ feelin' like Warren BuffettWith the Minnesota Twins, ain't no Kirby PuckettLet the shade fear clouds, tell Aaliyah that I love herBack and forth in a LearMy grandmother say I never see herShe want me come home on Thanksgivin'Put on some black on black like hereBlack on black to my dearBlack on black in my earBlack Maserati that I gave to my mamaRight hand to the father, she can't even find the gears[Hook][Verse 2 - Jeezy:]Hold up, hold up, hold upShit get real, we don't fold upThis is what I told myself in my grandma's kitchenAt the table, nigga, choppin' my blow upSaid she want to sell more like my fatherSame time, had me for a couple dollarsYeah, I'm 'bout to pull an all nighterAnd now I'm 'bout to kill these niggasSo you might not see me 'til tomorrow'Yeah, like that, then my palms start itchin'Suede hit the block, then my bong gone missin'See, I'm 'bout to take me a trip to the other side of townAnd I'm goin' there to buy me a chickenYeah, I got a nigga in the spot with a nine right nowSo, I'm goin' there to sell him a pigeonMy pastor told me that the money is the root of all evilI said if it is, then I lose my religion[Bridge - Jeezy:]If I had to be precise, tell you two things about lifeNiggas win everyday, niggas fail every nightI say, "Now, Oprah got a billion dollarsAnd you know what near her"Type of shit I tell myself while starin' in the mirror[Hook][Verse 3 - Kevin Gates:]Mayonnaise jaw, straight drop, no whippin'Electric's off, everything's spoilin' in the fridgeI ain't bathed in a week, house smellin' like picklesStreet showin' no business, still gettin' to the businessSafety pin the zip, break it down, sell nickelsHad to ball him out of jail, blew the money on the bailWent flat, bounced back from a 30-cent flipperI don't even know a nigga livin' how I'm livin'I don't even know how many times I've been to prisonShit get gangsta, we call Hot BeezleBought two things at the third, I wanna appease youTwo-fifty-two on the scale, that's a ninaEighteen zaps, five hundred-four gramsAdd an extra gram when you weigh it with the bagReal trap talk, keep it real, don't believe youWhen you get out of line, swear to God, I'm a leave youDicks cut the water 'fore they kick a nigga doorTried to flush it down the toilet but the dope just floatTear gas from the cannonEverybody scramblin', but I ain't never panicDouble homicide, broad day, that's my jacketTried to bird feed, cut throat on my jacketAnd I take change, I'm a serve when they askin'Come from out of town, I'm a taste, no relaxin'[Hook][Outro:]It's okay, Daddy, I'm not scaredI know, baby, the rest of the world isYou ready to go home?Yes, DaddyLet's goOkay
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