When I was fifteen old Straight dope I was told I from selling pennies of the riders dank, ah (Riders dank, ah) Timin' ass of slangin' crank (Think of griqua) Situation critical, phone home, phone Talkin' on my digital, phone
Ya seen a of situations, for dangleations Invalid pass late ass registrations Boy, I you shit is pitiful, damn Vocally repentable, dead I try to stay away artificial (Artificial) ass, pleather motherfuckin' individuals (Plastic ass, ah)
Exercise yo' main 'Cuz is changin' 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 make it last
One lone rides away into the sunset but I ain't done yet Respect and wear your vest Keep your up 'cuz fools be hard up When you dips better 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 beat rubber heels any day
Put the green in your jeans and get the holes out ya Or you can stay broke while your homies is smokes And sippin' yak and dank and tellin' jokes, haha Pa-pap, pa-pap, fool you can that I worked too hard for mine to let you a dime No pain, no gain, no change Prepare yourself for battle, exercise yo'
yo' game main Make money grow don't you be no hoe low Exercise yo' main Keep your works on tight to yo' stash stay right and
yo' game main Fertilize grass, playa 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 wanna run me homey (Yeap) Well, I don't playas in the paint who can't do nuttin fo' me Show me, get down, nigga, we can make 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 that's hated
I'm X like 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 gon' do this for you Oh, you caught like lint, if you on the mystery God 'Cuz ain't nobody gonna 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 with through Sunday and all in-between I fiend for my paper, my fed, and my Ain't no busters or no suckers on my team or in my Just me the Pimp and you can call me the Rat Watch my feet hit the tracks it, ain't no back
I'm on a mission to put my fuckin' click on the map But these niggaz don't the half Runnin' with riff raff but I got some game for bitch ass 'Cuz your is weaker than an anorexic I exercised my game I had my game perfected I wrote the game on then I put the game on record 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, money main, have heart, have money, man Exercise yo' main Make your grow don't you be no hoe low Exercise yo' main Keep your works on tight to your stash stay right and
Exercise yo' main your 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 don't 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 E'ry motherfucka Sho' we do, don't let us in we breakin' in This is I do Yeah, E-40, Coolio, the 40 Thevz, my Kam, goddamn Yeah, Barr 9 in the