sippin' on that
Yotic, the col or of
Hulkman
And the blueberry smoke
got a nigga twerkin'
You nig gas is
Perkins, so you doin' it big?
You roll deep,
but when I see you, it's just you and your kids
I roll sick, my rims spin like
helicopter propellers
And my pockets run deep
like a fursatella
Haters trip when they see
the whip zippin' by
The pain on the chains like the I -95,
I'm just
Clyde
Without the
Bonnie, I got the hollow point
Heat for you niggas and
the pose for the bodies
Shine got it, I'm puttin'
it in the camaraderie
I'm lettin' off heat till
them eyes get wa tery
Some gon' ricochet, some gon' hit,
y 'all gon' get em'
Fluids gon' disperse, I like
Professor
Club serum
I'm deadly as fight venom,
but I'm far from a snake
I hit you up on your birthday
while you cut your cake
We gangstas, nigga
You see the cars, the whips, the chains,
the fuckin' bars we with
We gangstas, nigga
We'll come through your hood a hundred
deep and empty the whole clip
We gangstas, nigga
We got guns for the beat
And my niggas'll put you under the street
We gangstas, nigga
So you better watch what you say
Or I empty the whole
Glock in your face
Streets is chalk,
but ain't no hopscotch lines on the ground
Just burner shells an
d police siren sounds
Niggas know who I am in the town,
it ain't a circus but it might as well be
Cause you know I'm a clown, I'm a terrain boss,
I know it's niggas envious dawg
And if a nigga owe me change,
you better give me your dawg
If you feelin' like you on a leap,
make like a frog, you niggas lame
Transparent like
Wonder
Woman's plane, I'm a stunner in this game
A federal figure, blowin' doors in the
Hummer, 50k on my fingers
I'm like a
NASCAR winner, poppin'
Moe and
Bell
D -Squad don't give a fuck
about nobody else
I pull a jam,
Q -Contain your hoe, click for hours
The end result will probably
be hardwood flowers
So I'll ad vise you to tuck your
QPs and powder
We gangstas and we jack cowards
We gangstas nigga
You see the cars, the whips,
the chains
The fucking bars we with
We gangstas nigga
We'll come through your
hood a hundred feet
And empty the whole clip
We gangstas nigga
We got guns for the beat
And my niggas will put you under the street
We gangstas nigga
So you better watch what you say
While I empty the whole clock in your face
S -T nigga,
D -Squad,
GGD
Don't get it twisted, motherfucker,
yeah, we do creak
We ride out thugs, shit, we don't die
We lay low like mechanics
trying to fix up rides
A lot of cats say I'm sick in the head
When I anger a song,
poodles gon' be up missing again
I chop haters up like
an old -ass sample
And creep through your village like
Stallone and
Ram bo
I'm like piranhas on red meat,
I'm on you niggas
You afros,
then I guess I got to comb you niggas
So break bread when you see me,
dawg, hit the floor
I'm like a nigga off the
X, so pre dictable
Imitators always hollering
how gangster they is
But got about as much courage
as the lion in the wind
Shit, I'm into pullin' cigs on you fake
J -Cap
Me and my burner hold it down,
man, we go way back
We gangstas, nigga
You see the cars, the whips, the chains,
the fuckin' broads we with
We gangstas, nigga
We'll come through your hood a hundred feet,
man, empty the whole clip
We gangstas, nigga
We got guns for the beat
And my niggas'll put you under the street
We gangstas, nigga
So you better watch what you say
While I empty the whole clock in your
face
You
The Game 
