The Game - Lyrics
Ayo Ron, turn me up a bit Ayo Just Blaze, you on ya shit About to me into a motherfuckin' superhero or somethin' From now on, niggaz gon' some kryptonite/crip-tonite to stop me Yeah!
1]
Standin' on the top of the Eiffel down at New York City Like the ghost of My state Like the rate I think I'm John Hit niggaz in the head, that all red Ferrari Like the black Diamonds cover When The Game on, the whole sit down and watch me The The new Jay I dove In the pot And got Mixed with soda The cobra The black Costra 2 snub nose .38's gucci holsters Make me a +Young Gun+ but im not from But its a whole +cheese+ at +steak+, the beef killed it I'm about to blaze, jump off a building with no rope The ain't no joke That Wayne shit will get yo ass laid out I'm Kent Under dark But you can me
It's a bird, a plane Naw nigga, it's the Game
I'm I leap over buildings If a touch my millions
you gotta see Superman You see "S" on my vest? And Lois Lane shotgun in that '09 Vet?
It's Faster a speedin' bullet I pull it Motherfucker you can it on
2]
Hit the block with the powder Fiends from the free throw line like Dwight Howard the capes on I spit the type of crack that they on be right back Told you it wouldn't long wit my cash I'm in ya ass like thong out the Porsche drillin' on the stocks Cover the California and park the shit around the block out the phone booth wit infrared's on the glocks On some Call of Duty shit, a real Xbox My is python A with ice on Marble through the mansion just to roll my dice on up Coca Cola chasin' at my superpowers You fuckin' 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 buildings If a nigga my millions
you gotta see Superman You see this "S" on my And Lois Lane shotgun in that '09 Vet?
Superman Faster than a bullet I pull it Motherfucker you can it on
3]
Fuck and Robin Bring that through Compton Nigga, rob em Escalade armored all armored up And this .38 will knock the beak off of Duck cap Cover my hollow tip cover my ass Face covered by my army ski mask Welcome to Dump the ash in the bomb The phantom ash The last Of I was my palms Like the 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 Like five When it come to my And I wont stop i can buy Vegas 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 over tall If a nigga touch my
Yeah you see Superman You see this "S" on my And Lois Lane ridin' shotgun in that '09
It's Faster a speedin' bullet I pull it Motherfucker you can it on
Yeah Me and Just in this motherfucker Sky on you niggaz Yeah I'm Compton Stop askin' me if I still live in the hood, I'm a millionaire, I had to move, nigga Know I live now?! In the sky And all you punk ass niggaz that me Sweepin' dirt on my mothafuckin' Know I'ma do to you niggaz?! I'ma fly up, up and away on you punk ass G4 Black Wall, Wall yeah I ain't no muthafuckin' Boy, I'm Superman Blaze! I ain't no muthafuckin' Soulja Boy, I'm Up, up and away!