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

1: The Game]
Skip through the one bang this what's mentioned
Bleek you're one hit away but he didn't The Game was pitchin
Balls faster than Roger Clemens nigga too big for your britches
Two gold not make you a hitter
Might make you a little richer but don't the big picture
All of those make you a fag but money like Little
your faggot ass picture put it next to Gulliany
Run you for your roc-a-wear fit and beat you the Tommy
Drag your ass to Alby Square
Beans, Jay, Freeway, Biggs, Dame I'll be there
Compton behind me ask Nas queens is me
You ain't never sold crack in your I'm takin your 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
on how long it NYPD to respond to the shot

[Chorus: The
Bleek...Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek
Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek...Memph

[Verse 2: The
See what the is too much east coast dick lickin
And tryin to do their best 2pac rendition
they wonder how I live with 5 shots
Niggaz is hard to kill on my
When you was in the comin of age
I was in the streets the gauge
you was rappin I was makin it happen
On the with a k
you was with the roc on the stage
I had rocks on the
On headliner for the front we know that you front
You be on sunset doin Gettin your punk ass stunt
You gon respect us or fo' rippin through the vests
And you know who you are nigga'll get the message
Malik or Bleek
Fuck and be a B-I-T-C-H sleek
'cause all that yappin dude will get guns dude
And stop from rappin dude, huh

[Chorus: The
Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek...Memph
Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek...Memph

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

[Chorus: The
Bleek...Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek
Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek...Memph