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[Chorus 2X: The Game]Real gangstas stand up, hold they dickBitch niggaz sit down to piss - what type of nigga is you?I`m the type to pack a gat or fewPull out and pop, simply cause I`m mad at you[The Game]Y`all niggaz see me when I`m come through; and ain`t no denyinthat them big motherfuckers is twenty-fiveSwayin in and out of white line, six double-ohDeuce zeroes, I`m feelin like the streets is mineMines hustle, mucho dinero, heat`s confinedSee more fall guys than Foreman/Ali combinedIf there`s beef, I`m releasin mineAnd I won`t stop bustin `til them Escalade seats reclineThe kid roll with a greasy nine, come through and blastI return shots like Arthur AsheYou do the math, ten shots, ten dead bodiesFuck bein sorry, it ain`t nuttin but a gangsta partyAnd I`ll make sure ain`t a nigga survivinShoot up the ambulance, make sure it ain`t a nigga there to revive himAnd the Game ain`t tryin to win, fuck the awardsSo keep that little-ass horn, and that Neil Armstrong nigga[Chorus][The Game]Trust me dog, ain`t shit you can put in your rapthat`ll make you a gangsta, you a bitch and that`s thatNiggaz thinkin I retired my Chuck, put the gun back in the holstersCause I weave through traffic in a roasterBut that don`t stop the heater from bangin, or me comin throughDroppin all y`all niggaz with three in the chamberKeep two mac-10`s when I`m rollin, one in the changerOne when I push the button`s right next to the cupholderDog we can get this shit over, I got ten on the GameLet`s say that Lee Harvey crack ya brainAin`t gotta look over my shoulder, I`m good with the aimGood with the handle and the bullet`s good with the bloodstainsAnd the coroner`s real good with that pickupA1 good with the carpet cleaning, they can get the rest of that shit upCause I kill like the hiccups, two at a timePut you niggaz next to each other how I do `em in line[Chorus][The Game]Come through in a big boy, leave the bullshit at homeIf beef cook then I`m bringin the chromeIf I die then I`m leavin a clone; but if I livethrough the drama one mo` time then them boys gotta digWhen I think about who shot me, I listen to BigWhen I`m rhymin on the road, I listen to JigBump Nas off that purple, sittin on the blockAnd when I`m loadin up them clips, I listen to `PacA semi with me like Eddie Murphy, got mo` gunsthan F-A, B-O, L-O, U-S got jerseysAnd you might get `em all in the face when shit get thickMake the back of your head look like Jerome KearseyAnd ain`t nuttin to do a driveby in the hoodWe ain`t even got survival, but I`ma still take that rideBet my drink on it, bet my main squeeze mink on itThink this shit a joke? Bet the S-5 pink on it[Chorus]

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