When I was fifteen old Straight dope I was told I went from pennies of the riders dank, ah (Riders dank, ah) Timin' ass think of crank (Think of griqua) Situation critical, phone home, phone Talkin' on my digital, call
Ya seen a boatload of situations, for Invalid ghetto late ass registrations Boy, I you shit is pitiful, damn repentable, dead right I try to stay away artificial (Artificial) ass, pleather motherfuckin' individuals (Plastic ass, ah)
yo' game main 'Cuz things is changin' and Exercise yo game Just use yo' brain main don't run the game
yo' game main Fertilize yo' grass, playa get cash Exercise yo' game But you gotta make it
One loco rides away into the sunset but I ain't done yet Respect yourself and wear your Keep your guard up 'cuz be hard up When you hittin' dips check yo' clips And the police and the Bloods and the Crips you choose, got ta pay your dues Keep one in the chamber 'cuz the shoes always Rubber wheels beat heels any day
Put the green in your jeans and get the out ya halo Or you can stay broke while your is rollin' smokes And sippin' yak and smokin' dank and 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
Exercise yo' game Make your money grow you be no hoe low Exercise yo' main Keep your works on tight to yo' stash stay right and
Exercise yo' main Fertilize your grass, playa get yo' Exercise yo' main Playa get your coins, be like Donald Have heart, have money, man, have heart, have man Ya
I got next you wanna run me homey (Yeap) Well, I don't need in the paint who can't do nuttin fo' me Show me, get down, nigga, we can sumpim' happen (Right, yeah) I'm coast, eastside east hood slum 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 Malcolm E-40, Coolio, and KAM, sprinkle game talcum You to make money in the game, well, let me show you How to do for self 'cuz ain't nobody gon' do for you Oh, you caught like lint, if you on the mystery God 'Cuz ain't 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 a young ass, rollin' on the one way Foot to the gas got the indo mixed hash Monday through and all in-between 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 it, ain't no lookin' back
I'm on a mission tryin' to put my fuckin' on the map But these niggaz don't the half Runnin' with riff raff but I got some for your bitch ass your game is weaker than an anorexic I exercised my game until I had my game I wrote the game on paper then I put the game on You better it nigga don't you every disrespect it
E X C E, R I S E, Y O G A, M E for 40 day Thevz in the better exercise yo' game yo' game
Have heart, have money main, have heart, money, man Exercise yo' main your money grow don't you be no hoe low Exercise yo' main Keep works on tight to make your stash stay right and
yo' game main Fertilize your grass, get that cash and yo' game main But you make it last (Make it last)
All day e'ry E-40 and tha motherfuckin' That's PMD Crowbar, 9 Uh, huh
40 right E'ry time, In ass Like De Uh, huh We don't
My Kam We quit a motherfucka, we on hit, the Bay to L.A. Motherfucka All the way to Yo' game in situations
Niggaz dump all on my Clickalications, I'm Oh E'ry motherfucka Sho' we do, don't let us in we breakin' in is what I do Yeah, E-40, Coolio, the 40 Thevz, my Kam, goddamn Yeah, Barr 9 in the