When I was years old Straight dope game I was I went selling pennies of the riders dank, ah (Riders dank, ah) Timin' ass think of crank (Think of griqua) Situation critical, phone home, home Talkin' on my digital, phone
Ya seen a boatload of situations, for Invalid pass late ass registrations Boy, I tell you shit is pitiful, Vocally repentable, dead I try to away from artificial (Artificial) Plastic ass, motherfuckin' individuals (Plastic ass, ah)
Exercise yo' main 'Cuz things is and rearrangin' Exercise yo main use yo' brain main don't run the same game
Exercise yo' game yo' grass, playa get that cash Exercise yo' game But you gotta it last
One lone loco rides away into the sunset but I ain't yet Respect yourself and wear your your guard up 'cuz fools be hard up When you hittin' dips better yo' clips And watch the police and the Bloods and the Anyway you choose, got ta pay your Keep one in the chamber the shoes always lose Rubber wheels beat heels any day
Put the green in your and get the holes out ya halo Or you can stay while your homies is rollin' smokes And sippin' yak and dank and tellin' jokes, haha Pa-pap, pa-pap, you can have that I worked too hard for mine to let you a dime No pain, no gain, no pocket Prepare for battle, exercise yo' game
yo' game main Make money grow don't you be no hoe low yo' game main Keep your works on tight to make yo' stash stay and
Exercise yo' main Fertilize your grass, get yo' cash Exercise yo' game get your coins, be like Donald Goines Have heart, have money, man, heart, have money man Ya
I got next you run with me homey (Yeap) Well, I need playas in the paint who can't do nuttin fo' me Show me, get down, nigga, we can sumpim' happen (Right, yeah) I'm west coast, eastside east hood gangsta rappin' Niggaz say you want to be (Yeah) Well, let me warn you, I'm the kind of playa really hated
I'm rated X like E-40, Coolio, and KAM, sprinkle game talcum You want to money in the game, well, let me show you How to do for self 'cuz ain't nobody do this for you Oh, you caught lint, if you waitin' on the mystery God ain't nobody gonna give you shit, you gotsta get up, off yo' ass And put yourself in heaven on earth, before you And yo' game, exercise yo' game, fool
Peep game from a ass, rollin' on the one way Foot to the gas got the indo mixed with Monday through Sunday and all I fiend for my paper, my fed, and my no busters or no suckers on my team or in my mattress Just me the Pimp and you can call me the Rat Watch my feet hit the tracks it, ain't no lookin'
I'm on a tryin' to put my fuckin' click on the map But these niggaz don't know the Runnin' with raff but I got some game for your bitch ass 'Cuz your is weaker than an anorexic I exercised my until I had my game perfected I wrote the game on paper I put the game on record You better check it nigga don't you every it
E X C E, R I S E, Y O G A, M E for 40 day Thevz in the house better yo' game Exercise yo'
Have heart, have money main, have heart, money, man Exercise yo' game Make your grow don't you be no hoe low Exercise yo' game Keep works on tight to make your stash stay right and
yo' game main Fertilize grass, playa get that cash and Exercise yo' main But you gotta it last (Make it last)
All day e'ry E-40 and tha motherfuckin' That's PMD Crowbar, 9 Uh, huh
40 That's E'ry time, In ass Bugsy De Uh, huh We stop
My Kam We quit a motherfucka, we on hit, the Bay to L.A. Motherfucka All the way to Yo' orientate in situations
Niggaz all on my Clickalications, I'm pervin' Oh time motherfucka Sho' we do, don't let us in we in fool This is I do Yeah, E-40, Coolio, the 40 Thevz, my nigga Kam, Yeah, Barr 9 in the