The Game - Lyrics
Ayo Ron, turn me up a bit Ayo Just Blaze, you back on ya About to turn me into a motherfuckin' or somethin' From now on, niggaz gon' some kryptonite/crip-tonite to stop me Yeah!
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Standin' on the top of the Tower Starin' at New York City Like the of Biggie My mind Like the crime I think I'm John Hit niggaz in the head, with that all red Like the black Diamonds Versace When The Game on, the world sit down and watch me The The new Jay Like I In the pot And got Mixed with soda The cobra The Costra Nostalgia 2 snub nose .38's gucci holsters Make me a +Young Gun+ but im not +Philly+ But its a whole lotta +cheese+ at +steak+, the beef it I'm about to blaze, bungee jump off a with no rope The Game no joke Bruce Wayne shit will get yo ass laid out I'm Kent dark tint But you can me
It's a bird, it's a Naw nigga, it's the Game
I'm I leap tall buildings If a nigga my millions
Yeah you gotta see You see "S" on my vest? And Lois Lane ridin' shotgun in that '09
Superman Faster than a bullet I pull it Motherfucker you can it on
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Hit the block the white powder Fiends jumpin' from the free throw like Dwight Howard With the on I spit the type of crack that they on be right back Told you it take long Fuck wit my I'm in ya ass like thong Black out the Porsche drillin' on the the California plates and park the shit around the block Jump out the phone booth wit infrared's on the On some Call of Duty shit, a life Xbox My flow is A with ice on Marble through the mansion just to roll my dice on Hennessy'd up Cola chasin' at my superpowers You cowards That Peter Parker shit'll get yo ass out Pull Escalade out it's
It's a bird, a plane Naw nigga, it's the motherfuckin'
I'm I leap over tall If a nigga touch my
Yeah you see Superman You see "S" on my vest? And Lois ridin' shotgun in that '09 Vet?
It's than a speedin' bullet When I it Motherfucker you can it on
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Fuck Batman and that Batmobile through Compton Nigga, rob em armored trucks Parelli's all up And this .38 will knock the beak off of Duck cap Cover my waves hollow tip my ass Face by my army surplus ski mask to Vietnam Dump the ash in the bomb The phantom ash The days Of I was greasin' my the D-boys do Box it like Tarver, i can see Roy, too X-ray vision, I can see a too I'll the fuckin' Lions out like Detroit do Yeah, die I'm leapin' over sky five Lakers When it to my paper And I wont stop 'til i can buy You with The Man of Steel, a.k.a.
It's a bird, it's a Naw nigga, it's the motherfuckin'
I'm I leap tall buildings If a nigga touch my
Yeah you see Superman You see "S" on my vest? And Lane ridin' shotgun in that '09 Vet?
It's Faster than a speedin' I pull it Motherfucker you can it on
Yeah Me and Just in this motherfucker Sky High on you Yeah I'm from Stop me if I still live in the hood, nigga I'm a motherfuckin' millionaire, I had to move, Know I live now?! In the sky And all you punk ass niggaz that me Sweepin' on my mothafuckin' name Know I'ma do to you niggaz?! I'ma fly up, up and away on you ass niggaz G4 Wall, Black Wall yeah I no muthafuckin' Soulja Boy, I'm Superman Blaze! I ain't no Soulja Boy, I'm Superman Up, up and away!