Intro: JT Money
Uhh. Smooth track. Got the hoes in the background singin'.
Y'hear 'em? True. Yeah time to get back on them hoes
let 'em know ... can't run game on a gangsta ... a nigga with
game KNOW' game y'know what I'm sayin'? Cut all the small
talk I'ma just tell you the illness I don't wanna be trippin'.
Verse 1: JT Money
Yo some women doubt I'm for real while some shout I'm
A dirty-mouth rapper 'cause I tell the truth 'bout 'em
But yo, after that I felt good
Told the truth 'bout them hoes like nobody else would
And yep, I still feel the same way
But you gotta respect the way the game's played
Because you can't live with 'em, can't live without 'em
So I get with 'em, and then I talk about 'em
'Cause yo, it's all just a game to me
Some women get offended, but you're all the same to me
See, most women got some B or H in 'em
If they don't, they associate with 'em
Why? Because it's in they nature
To run game on brothers and try to gank 'em for they paper
And I'm just up on the whole thing
So yo - game recognize game!
(Game recognize game!) Uh! Come on! Yeah!
(Game recognize game!) W'sup! Yeah, dude, come on!
(Game recognize game!) W'sup to the hoes!
(Game recognize game!) PC lettin' ya know!
(Game recognize game!) Yeah! Come on!
(Game recognize game!) All the hoes, w'sup!!
(Game recognize game!) Yeah! Yeah!
(Game recognize game!) Uh!
Verse 2: JT Money
I know a girl named Susan, constantly juicin'
Brothers for the flow, then she's out the door
And so, heard my last album,
Made a bet with her friend,
