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Ooouuu Remix 1
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The Game
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[Intro 1: Young M.A Yo, bro, I think I had too much Hennessy, man This Hennessy gettin' to me I ain't gonna lie, I'm a little smizz I'm a little drizz But we in the club, man OOOUUU Yeah they hate but they broke though (But they broke though) And when it's time to pop they a no-show (Where they at?) Yeah, I'm pretty but I'm loco (Yeah, I'm loco) The loud got me movin' slow-mo Ayo, Tweetie, where the hoes, bro? (Where the hoes, bro?) Ayo, Keys, where the hoes though? (Yo, where the hoes though?) That other n***a, he a bozo (He a bozo) It's M.A, you don't know ho? (You don't know ho?) We got liquor by the boatload (That Henny) Disrespect the Lyfe, that's a no-no (That's a no-no) All my n***as dressed in that rojo (Redlyfe) I ride for my guys, that's the bro code (That's the bro pu**y You's a b*t*h ass n***a, n***a Never did nothing in your f**king life What's your resume, you's a male stripper n***a None of the real n***as in Cali f**k with you n***a You know I'm plugged in and you know who this is talking pu**y You always showed me the utmost respect n***a You's a b*t*h n***a Never did nothing in your life how dare you play with n***as like us What the f**k is your resume? Its Osama Twin Llamas and I'ma f**k around Why you worried about Meek? Sit your gay ass down Actin' like you that n***a when you a f**kin' clown You wanna rumble? I got the 30 on me right now Swing a punch, bop, bop, you goin' right down Barkin' up the wrong tree, it's time to bite now Ain't no more coppin' pleas, it's on sight now Trigger finger itchin', f**k the wait, strike now I can never lose, chess or checkers make a move Drippin' in them jewels like I just got out the pool Skinny n***a sittin' on that money like the jews Only time we make it to the TV if it's the news We was tryna make it out them trenches, you dig? Young n***as trappin' out them benches, you dig? You gon' be a felon or a witness, you dig? All this money, murderin' is senseless, it is All rats gotta die though In New York, Quad Studios, gettin' high though Off that sour diesel and that hydro This n***a take an L every time he go viral Welcome to the West, and this ain't The Life of Pablo Stay on that bullsh*t it's gon' start to feel like Chicago Keep it one hunnid, you Nicki Minaj sideshow Still chasin' dreams, I made "Dreams" in '05 though The n***a Hov gave you the game, you ain't soak it You was s'posed to throw up the Roc, not smoke it You ain't got the answers, man! You ain't got the answers! (Kanye…) You ain't got the answers! You ain't got the answers, Sway! I've been doin' this more than you! n***as ain't got the answers for me You shoulda went and got A.I., left Beans These haters on my d**k p*ss em off Take a pic with his b*t*h flick him off These rappers trying to steal my swag get the sauce They sold they soul for a loan n***as lost I was lit like a new torch,streets was my new sport Belt buckle double g's like two forks Was drug dealing freakin balling like I'm Too $hort Was serving n***as in the mall like a food court I heard they hatin' on the Coke Boy Since Chinx die I ain't even trust the popo Watch blue face, got it in the chokehold I be the new Ma$e, I kill 'em with the slow flow Han, like I ain't got the recipe Watchin' Love & Basketball, Sanaa next to me Ooouuu, and a model next to me Hah, call her Santiago, I call her Stephanie Puff told me "get that money French" Stay close, watch my moves, make 100 quick Yeah, they hate, but them hoes know Remy got the city in a chokehold I got the slammer by my chooch, yo It shoot from anywhere; that's a GoPro Ayo, TT, where them hoes go? They scared to death for my solo Quick to smack a hoe, even Joe know Been doing that since he was spittin' "Flow Joe" Y'all f**k for free, that pu**y promo Jermaine Dupri; your whole career is so-so Fresh up off a tour, I'm in grind mode Walk in new Chanels, where you find those? And I can count a million with my eyes closed And quit postin that b*t*h n***a to my hoes n***as own they jewelry and they lease it n***as getting too high, they out here tweaking And I still get head from a chubby chick And every now and then I hit an ugly b*t*h OOOUUU, OOOUUU These haters on my body, shake 'em off OOOUUU, OOOUUU When the rats start snitching break em off! pu**y n***a! (Mumbles) I got on gold headphones, gold chain Gold on my wrist, aim (Mumbles) If you ain't getting money, boy, you lame pu**y This ain't about East or West neither n***a Its about n***as and b*t*hes, power and money Riders and punks n***a you been a b*t*h n***a You don't do nothing that we do n***a You don't get down like we do We applying pressure on you b*t*h ass n***a You know what I'm saying n***as already know man Tak, Bossilini, a underboss Beanie Sigel One phone call I'm in LA in three hours The bully, please don't bring me out of retirement Aye Mac chill let me do my thing I got him You rat b*st*rd!
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