Kane & Able - The Game Lyrics
[kane]I got 28 grams, thats a ounce of d7 grams a quarter o-z, go for 2-50Cut off the shit quickly, now I got me a gScore four more times now thats a quarter ki252 grams equal 9 o-zsSmoke with me, put it on the triple beam to seeI got 36 quarter o-zs for cheeseSoon as I get off these, rap makes me a gRockin up 18, sellin 18 holesMr. dopeman, oh hope his pockets swollNow its 97 and I got me a ki1008 grams, 36 o-zs, lots of dSellin whole ? ? ? , rock it up like 36My hustlin niggas, cut it up, make it 50 ounce, 1 brickThis be the drama behind the hoes and carsAll my hustlin niggas I know you grew up real hardPlus watch your back, plus watch for policeWatch for these wanna-bes, thats faker than ? ? ?Comin for your yola, v-12, and bakin sodaOne mistake and its over, dont be a hoe be a soldier[chorus]How the ***** you gonna tell me about the game?When I aint gon change, Im about my changeHow the ***** you gonna tell me about the game?When I aint gon change, Im about my changeHow the ***** you gonna tell me about the game?When I aint gon change, Im about my changeHow the ***** you gonna tell me about the game?When I aint gon change, Im about my change[kane]Now I got me a 100 pounds of weed5-50 a piece, now thats 55gsSoldiers, servin fiends down in new orleansComin out the projects sittin on gold dsYoung g, snort coca leaves and kisNo limit ready for war like we vietnameseTalkin bout, if its a drought tax niggas like its a 211Sellin bricks for 27More pounds of weed, breaking it down to kisDown to dimes and nickelsHit a lick, got you niggas sickHow the ***** you gonna tell me about this gameFrom the streets to the pen niggas know my name[chorus][abel]100 grams of heroin, ? ? ? 911 cutGot to sell it while its potent or it aint worth *****Take a spoon and mash on the shit in baggiesGot some cash on it, cops find it, gots to dash on it25 to life no questions asked80 dollars a gram, now thats alot of *****in cashMy niggas that hustle, be quick to blastCause choppers and street sweepers think murder peoples assYou phony rappers talk about the gameBeen there, done thatBuss caps, sold crack, jack while fake jacksTurn you into fortune like pat sajakGet down and dirty while you busters cleaner than ajaxNo limit, everything we say, we did itWent to jail and shitted, eatin steak and spinachTo big and you mother*****ers dont forget itYall niggas wanna start some beef and ima finish it[chorus] till fade
