How My Man Went Down In The Game

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Intro: Large Professor




Yo I heard my man told his girl that he's going to jump off



the roof for her cause he love her. Now that is funny. That's



funny. You know what I'm saying? I did not live 19 years to



throw my life away for some girl that I just met last year. Yo



fornt door back door I ain't doing it. Point blank. Let



me do this man hold up.




She took your bread now you're annoyed



You should have kicked her out when she became unemployed



You didn't listen, stuck to ass-kissing



Now your money's missing, now your honey's missing



You used to buy her shoes, shirts, sweaters and all



She had your head like a medicine ball



You even tried to disrespect me when you slid



Right into her trap like the baseball kid



But I can tell by the way shit was looking



She'd eat up the food and jet like Bookman



You always said I didn't give you your props



You wound up getting shitted on, hops



Trust the man with the corrective lenses



Before you wind up ripping doors off the hinges



Mad as hell, with a bone-dry well



And you had the nerve to think that I was jel, but




It's a shame, when I gotta watch my man go down in the game (Repeat 4x)




Ayo kid, my man is trying to act like it's Easter and he's jumping



out of his rabbit-ass mind, talking about he's flying off of roofs.



Yo kid, I like girls and the whole thing, but it ain't going to roll



like that. Yo kid, let me explain this, hold up, hold up




You're sitting in a cell, mad as hell



Because you've decided to kill for your madamoiselle



I got some bad news, she's in the world getting used



And you can't even act confused



Cause after I hipped your ass to the script



You should've just played it to the back like a pip



I knew she was dreaded, but you wanted to set it



And act as though I was the one with the unleaded



I saw where you was headed



I just couldn't sweat it, fuck it, now you'll regret it



When you gotta lock ass for a pack of ?Barlils?



I hope that'll sharpen up your listening skills



Cause I can't keep giving brothers that sleep



My advice and they keep winding up in the heat



So no matter how much you think you love her



Before she was your girl I was your motherfucking brother, out




You know what I'm saying? I'll flip more than the script, kid



I said I'm looking at the front door, all that's fine and cool,



but yo, I ain't being no fool. Point blank




And you know what we talking about (Repeat 4x)