When I was fifteen old Straight dope I was told I went from selling of the riders dank, ah (Riders dank, ah) Timin' ass think of slangin' (Think of griqua) Situation critical, phone home, home Talkin' on my digital, call
Ya seen a of situations, for dangleations Invalid pass late ass registrations Boy, I tell you shit is pitiful, Vocally repentable, dead I try to stay away from (Artificial) ass, pleather motherfuckin' individuals (Plastic ass, ah)
Exercise yo' main 'Cuz things is and rearrangin' Exercise yo game Just use yo' brain main run the same game
Exercise yo' main Fertilize yo' grass, get that cash Exercise yo' main But you gotta it last
One lone loco rides into the sunset but I ain't done yet Respect and wear your vest Keep your guard up 'cuz be hard up When you hittin' better check yo' clips And watch the and the Bloods and the Crips you choose, got ta pay your dues Keep one in the chamber 'cuz the always lose wheels beat rubber heels any day
Put the in your jeans and get the holes 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 take a No pain, no gain, no pocket Prepare yourself for battle, yo' game
yo' game main Make your money don't you be no hoe low Exercise yo' game Keep your on tight to make yo' stash stay right and
Exercise yo' main Fertilize your grass, get yo' cash yo' game main Playa get your coins, be Donald Goines Have heart, money, man, have heart, have money man Ya
I got you wanna 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 make sumpim' (Right, yeah) I'm west coast, eastside 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 X like Malcolm E-40, Coolio, and KAM, sprinkle game like You to make money in the game, well, let me show you How to do for self ain't nobody gon' do this for you Oh, you like 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, you pass And exercise yo' game, yo' game, fool
Peep game a young ass, rollin' on the one way Foot to the gas got the mixed with hash through Sunday and all in-between I for my paper, my fed, and my green Ain't no or no suckers on my team or in my mattress Just call me the Pimp and you can me the Rat my feet hit the tracks it, ain't no lookin' back
I'm on a tryin' to put my fuckin' click on the map But these niggaz don't know the Runnin' riff raff but I got some game for your bitch ass your game 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 you every disrespect it
E X C E, R I S E, Y O G A, M E for 40 day Thevz in the house exercise yo' game Exercise yo'
Have heart, have money main, have heart, money, man Exercise yo' game Make money grow don't you be no hoe low yo' game main Keep your works on tight to your stash stay right and
Exercise yo' main Fertilize grass, playa get that cash and yo' game main But you gotta make it (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 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 Kam, goddamn Yeah, 9 in the house