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

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

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

[Verse 2: The
See the problem is too much east coast dick lickin
And everybody tryin to do best 2pac rendition
Listen they wonder how I live 5 shots
Niggaz is hard to kill on my
When you was in the comin of age
I was in the streets the gauge
While you was 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 what? Gettin punk ass stunt
You gon respect us or that fo' through the vests
And you know who you are nigga'll get the message
Malik or M-E-M-P-H
around and be a B-I-T-C-H sleek
'cause all that yappin dude will get guns clappin
And Memphis from rappin dude, huh

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

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

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