Luyện nghe bài hát Exclusively

Exclusively, ridin' on them G
Talkin 'bout your gameplan used to be
They got us up game through the fog and smoke
We came a long way but we got so far to go

Exclusively, on them deuces G
'bout what your gameplan used to be
They got us choppin' up through the fog and smoke
We a long way but still we got so far to go

Yeah, I know I got 4 to go, so these bars I flow
At a pace for the papes, I y'all should know
I lace it properly for property, it really ain't no me
And plus I'm tryin to get my on like Monopoly

Politickin' if I could be a made nigga
Smokin' on e'ry nigga, out paid nigga
Keepin' it real, I'm still deep in the
Deep with the skills for the
I got the million mouthpiece with no gold grill

I bring the like Will Clark
I will bust I spark and flame in the booth
You blind you shoulda saw it when I in the booth
I serve the thunder, shit that'll bang in the roof

My niggas, stack riches, bitches
Blow fast swishers with my folks, act vicious my folks
livin' with my vocals, outlaw like my nigga Noble
Fuckin' bad bitches at the

There's nothin' to a boss, man we it up
Smash for the cash and respect so we mash niggaz give it up
I got no time for that fake
Jersey to the Bay niggaz thuggin' even bitches thinkin' sick

So basically the world is a ghetto
Play a nigga out his scratch, he gon' be twirled in' a
I keep it with niggaz that be true to me
There's you can do to me
My crew is deep and niggaz rule the streets

Exclusively, ridin' on them G
Talkin' 'bout your gameplan used to be
They got us choppin' up game the fog and smoke
We came a long way but we got so far to go

Lace your Timbs, polish your gators, we odds in Vegas
You can't ball then it's probably the
Can't then it's probably the desert
If you a or not

I give a fuck dawg, is hot
And every nigga gon' cry he hit
The more pain the more blood drain, he ain't survivin
And your niggas ain't gon' ride for shit, know

If they through everybody in the X-5 is hit
Red rag or blue rag, niggaz die for
The Game the reason all these niggaz on that Cali shit
Compton niggaz get grimy too, you out of that 6

you up like one time'll do
And I y'all to stop on the 'Shaw, and King Boulevard
Pull it hard, Doogie pullin' bullets out your jaw
Turn your round trip into a ticket
You can visit, but you can not lie and it

It's time for me to shine, on the grind, life on the line
Feelin' I'm runnin' out of time
now or never, chasin' this cheddar 'til things get better
These streets got me as ever

Can't stop can't change, young Sav in the game
Everyday we hustle and slang, struggle and strain
To bubble, plus the 'caine to juggle
the brains and muscle

Exclusively, ridin' on deuces G
Talkin' what your gameplan used to be
They got us choppin' up game through the fog and
We came a way but still we got so far to go

You [unverified] Sammy did Gotti, told 'em we kamikaze
Like those whiteboys ain't the robbery
Told 'em we ride around in them on them big wheels
In the killin' field makin' 100 bills on the P-700 wheels

Marshall Faulk in to ball again in this day to day
'Bout the this game is relentless where we livin'
32 round ya, kick you on the ground

After they down ya, ya and plot ya, Heckler & Koch ya
Got ya body scrutinized by a flock of doctors
Still an mystery, statistically, history
A Get Low nigga by fuckin' with my credibility