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Sir Mix-a-Lot

Game Don`t Get Old

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Текст песни Sir Mix-a-Lot - Game Don`t Get Old

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Men have died and shot folks for this gameAll to get a rusty bucket of nails at the end of a platinum rainbowNo, game[Chorus]Some have died and some just lied with it (game)Some have cried and others tried to get it (game)Men have lied and lost their pride to get itTold ya, game don`t never get old (this game won`t ever get old)I got no kids because of it (because the game)And I got no wife because of it (because the game)But I got this life because of itTold ya, game don`t never get old[Verse 1]East Lessler Way, Apartment D, see thee bad memoriesUsed to be the, one with no TVTake back my soul, stole by one of these foes like Mack MoesPuttin holes in my old clothes, even stole my poseGot my sky, fly, who that guy?Slip `em my third eye, falsifiedDon`t lie, break with a girl, you cryIf you wants game, slip me some changeBut you must refrain, from saltin my nameNow your girl`s at my door, I told ya broSalt me, I take what`s yours, that`s the rules thoughThe big leagues, how can game go outta styleBoy you foul, slicin game with a mean ass scowlYoung stud ..[Chorus]Some have died and some just lied with it (for the game)Some have cried and others tried to get it (for the game)Men have lied and lost their pride to get itTold ya, game don`t ever get oldI got no kids because of it (kids because of it)And I got no wife because of it (wife because of it)But I got this life because of it (life because of it)Told ya, game don`t never get old[Verse 2]Seattle to Diego, big black El Dorados, my saddleSo straddle papa and babble until dada raddlesLet game resume, I assume using my room to boom boomIf not leave soon, let me retuneBig saloon, says "oh, oh, I`m so low"My old enzo flows, hey two Diablos to goBut whoa, oh, but wait, ohYou can`t be serious partnerYou used to be scared of girls, now you smell like my imposterI seen your chicky poster, fake pose, gun in holsterYour girl gets to me closer, tryna post up on the clothes-acYou toast her, boast her, get you closer, gettin hitched upBitched up, whipped up, lost your strikes when you switched upHusband ..[Chorus] - w/ ad libsI got no kids because of itAnd I got no wife because of itBut I got this life because of itTold ya, game don`t never get oldSome have died and some just lied with itSome have cried and others tried to get itMen have lied and lost their pride to get itTold ya, game don`t never get old[Verse 3]So who`s next to go pop face lock on my mack spotheads drop when my cuts flop, don`t stop please Mix, don`t stopI saw his game it ain`t the same, so don`t cry babyJust sit by Mixxy, but dimed us cam DSo I stack my backpack (for the raps), going to Cali (comin back)Tricks up my sleeve (look at that), sisters with me (who the mack)I rolls with real bosses, cuts my losses in my officeHot tosses, gettin steamy in these marinatin saucesNow these young kids is in my gravy, hella lazyBut they paid see, doin things to raise meThey game`s a little hazy, but it`s coolPat, pack, rack your stackHe`s back, put check your hatAnd your style at the door black[Break]I got no kids because of itAnd I got no wife because of itBut I got this life because of itTold ya, game don`t never get old[Chorus] - w/ ad libsSome have died and some just lied with itSome have cried and others tried to get itMen have lied and lost their pride to get itTold ya, game don`t never get oldSome have died and some just lied with itSome have cried and others tried to get itMen have lied and lost their pride to get itTold ya, game don`t never get oldI got no kids because of itAnd I got no wife because of itBut I got this life because of itTold ya, game don`t never get old[Sir Mix-A-Lot - talking]Yeah don`t grab the game bull by the hornsCause these horns hit balls, you know what I`m sayin?Tears roll down your cheek and freezeBefore they reach concreteGame`s up, feelings goneYou graduate to stone[Break]Some have died and some just lied with itSome have cried and others tried to get itMen have lied and lost their pride to get itTold ya ..

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