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[The Game
The young Roy of this rap shit
Somebody bout to get knocked the fucked out man
You better tell your boy somethin, you better him somethin

1: The Game]
Skip through the blueprint one bang what's mentioned
you're one hit away but he didn't know The Game was pitchin
Balls faster than Roger nigga you're too big for your britches
Two gold not make you a hitter
Might you a little richer but don't forget the big picture
All of those you a fag but money like Little Richard
Take your faggot ass put it next to Gulliany
Run you for your roc-a-wear fit and beat you with the
your ass down to Alby Square
Call Beans, Jay, Freeway, Biggs, I'll be there
Compton me ask Nas queens is with me
You ain't never sold crack in your life I'm takin fiends with me
get me
My guns smoke like Downey
Two shots and a pound he got a in Kings County
And you live or sit in a box
Depending on how long it NYPD to to the shot

The Game]
Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek...Memph
Bleek...Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek

[Verse 2: The
See what the problem is too much coast dick lickin
And everybody to do their best 2pac rendition
Listen they wonder how I live 5 shots
Niggaz is to kill on my block
When you was in the streets of age
I was in the streets pumpin the
While you was I was makin it happen
On the block a k
While you was the roc on the stage
I had rocks on the
On headliner for the front we know that you front
You be on doin what? Gettin your punk ass stunt
You gon respect us or fo' rippin through the vests
And you know who you are deaf nigga'll get the
Malik or Bleek
Fuck around and be a sleek
all that yappin dude will get guns clappin dude
And stop Memphis from dude, huh

The Game]
Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek...Memph
Bleek...Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek

[Verse 3: The
It me a little while but I am now understandin
Jay fucked up in the first round when he olo with candy
Did olo in the second, take it from me
The Roc get off the bounce till you picked up beans
Add freeway to the team but move the ugly
Trade the Marcy reject for Cam'ron and Chris
Now the squad 5 is live 6 man is
Fans in the yellin out fuck Memphis Bleek
You want beef I have your body all over New York
Leg in arm in Brooklyn head buried in central park
You even borrow from New York no more like john Storch
And I ain't to him I'm talkin to Malik Cox
And I got a pine box for a nigga you
is talkin how many real niggaz like you
Hit LAX remember you come to the coast
Niggaz don't play with they lives it comes to the toast

The Game]
Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek...Memph
Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek...Memph