The Game [Chorus] x2 Yeah I'm addicted to sloves I can tell about ya pro hands You know how to treat a thug I see the fire in ya eyes everytime we hug
Somebody call the slick police Capitol W weezy baby this is the Carter man Rim low all I can see is the flow now let's go! Raj ya bangin 'em in the, Raj
'chu 'cause we don't play around Bring tha K around, spray tha town, take tha ground Take tha ground that you walk on Tap tha phones that you talk on
Venom, all I spit is venom, a cobra Richmond team and I'ma ride till its over I'm never sober, I'm fucked up now Say you want pistol play well then
A-Town hats and A-Town jerseys Watch them A-Town boys, they play the game dirty Matter 'fact floss in the A-Town witcha jewelry Will getcha laid down
Yeah she likes the way it taste Yeah, she likes that We gon' get together n' throw a party on that pussy! You see she want it all tha time. Can't stop
Yeah, all in my face feelin' me All in my face feelin' me We was up in the club Fillin' these with all the intention we sip of Hennessey My friend and
[Intro: Dat Nigga Daz] Yeahhh, back up in yo ass with a twenty sack Don't wanna fuck with me (Dogg Pound Gangstaz) We do it like that Motherfuckers out
should know Gettin' crunk off in tha club We gets low, oh Oh, all my ladies to tha flo' Handle it, ladies, back it up Gettin' crunk up in tha club We
these out of town bitches Bitches, bitches, bitches I'm fuckin' with these out of town bitches Every other city we go, we fuck thems' pimpin' hoes Some Louie Ville
(It?s your boy Tha Vill and Janet We?re killin? it with this one baby) Let me tell ya something Baby I ain?t frontin? I got my eye on you Let me tell
thank you for tha bill thankyou for tha bricks thankyou for tha pill thank you for tha bricks thank you for my plug thankyou for my thugs thankyou for tha
my duty to gets wild Grips the mic and kicks back mad style One, two, three and to the fo' It's the K U R U P T wit tha chrome fo' fo' Rat tat tat tat
speed drivin' I don't give a fuck garcia blunt fully hunt down the cat these bitches on the street muthafucka were you at dippin' on swayze wit my niggas from tha
Hasana' Warmer than a bomber, hotter than the region of Ghana Get loot like that Trump bitch, Ivana Now, who be writin' rhymes all night Rah Digga in tha
it is.. G-Uniit, SAA-OUTH!! [All Star] Ha.. Ha.. Ha.. Ha.. Yeah (G'yeah), I'm tha Prince of tha 'Ville.. Ha.. All Star.. Lyrics wise, I'm tha best man
Dogg Pound Gangstas rip Dogg Pound Gangstas rip Word on tha streets, see it ain't nobodies business Secret to keep, so keep heat, in case things get
