the game
face of la
Thought I'd leave you niggaz with a little somethin' to play with,
While I finish my fuckin' album,
Everybody wanna know when the fuck MY album comin' out-Wheneva the fuck I drop it-
Wait-
Here to breakdown, before I tell y'all who I be I gotta say Proof-RIP-That's for Em
The 40 Ounce spillin', that's for him, I got the system in the Bentley on blast for him
I go banannas like plastic Timbs, and my lyrics go over niggaz heads like a new Era Brim
And I bang like a new era brim-Translation, a Brim is a Blood, like me 'n Mac 10
Any nigga want the drama, I'll reach for the Mac 10
Make ya fitted cap spin 'till it peeled back skin
Easy baby, you don't want it, belive me baby (yeah) like Jeezy, baby
LA on my face,the logo from the Dodger Brim, I'm the Face Of LA, you gon' see a lot'a him
The niggaz behind me, you gon' see a lot of them, enough niggaz to fill up every room in the Romada Inn
A&R's at the label, like Not Again every time we put a nigga out, Game slaughta them
Catch 'em out in the alley, what you gon' do without ya man?
Feel like I'm Bishop, standin' over Radamans
You niggaz is bitches, throwin' rocks then hide ya hands 'till i chew ya ass up like Flinstones vitamins
I smell pussy somebody let the cats loose
I'm the drama king you think I found Papoose
Who's next to put on the rat suit? I fuck 'em Doggy Style, you can ask Snoop
While I bump this Mobb Deep in this Cadillac Coupe, ha! ha!, naw I really like Track Number 2
So I put a 100 Bars on it, you couldn't make my freestyle whack if you went and put Cheko Debarge on it
I'm so hard homie, I swear to GOD homie, 50 Cent has still bet his fuckin' black card on me
Be cool, cuzz when the heat's drew, them hollow tips'll fuck up ya stomach, like sea food
My niggaz hungry-When they look at you, they see food
Give it up, or I see you, in the ICU with a bed, and some IV's too
Nurse be teachin' yo ass how to chew
Fuck this rap shit nigga, I got a shoe-Next color on the shelf is North Carolina Blue
I'm gettin' married, she from North Carolina too
But you won't catch me in that North Carolina blue
If you see me in Raleigh, just slidin' through, throw ya rags in the air like North Carolinian's do
Before you run up, think about what you tryin'a do, cuzz the 12 Gauge eat niggaz up like Pirahnna food
On my son I push ya head backwords cuzz I neva eva eva be the next dead rapper
I'd rather be alive pushin' some 2008 shit, cuzz you gotta be dead in a box to be somebody's favorite
I ain't sayin' I'm 'bout to go where Ma$e went, but you won't find me upside down on the pavement
I'm behind the desk, on some J shit, some niggaz don't want me to shine-Can you say Snitch?
BlackWallstreet niggaz hop out 'n spray shit, AK spit, get that Maybach a facelift
Now back to the basics, my flow is so amazing if this was '88 and I could rap I'd weigh you out like Aasics
Wear you out like them ugly ass babe shits
Funny ass jackets got the hood on some gay shit
Them look like Nike's with stars on 'em, face it the whole world blind, everybody on that Ray shit
Roll a blunt 'n get higha than a spaceship, touch the sky, nigga i'm on that Kanye shit
Back in the day, I used to bump Jazzo, run up on you take ya money and ya skateboard, I was an asshole
Now I blast 4, leave him on his grass swole, kickin' 'n pushin' like Lupe Fiasco
I got a jab like Flo, even Zab know, try to play the Game get punched out like blast joe
Hip Hop cops on my dick, hit the Ave slow
Mad cuzz I get love in New York, like Damashio
Brooklyn niggaz say my flow nuts like Pastaschio
See me in the 6'4 and wonder why the ass is low
I got them bricks in it, that real Yayo, that Tony Montana drop the shit off to Pedro
I buy guns by the tons, bullets by the caseload, we could find Osama when I say so
I got niggaz flyin' in from San Deigo, that'a smoke ya town 'n turn it into Waco
Come through, give ya whole hood a makeover, sit on ya block in a bulletproof Range Rova
Make you Fade To Black, and I ain't Hova-Think about that next time you say the game ova
outro-
You know I usually talk a lotta shit at the end of my muthafuckin freestyles, but ain't nobody else left to beef with-won
