Bigger Than Me Lyrics - Blood Moon: Year Of The Wolf - Game

These niggas ain't bigger than me 

These niggas ain't Nas, ain't Jigga to me 

These niggas ain't Em, they ain't 50 to me 

You ain't Pun, you ain't Pac, you ain't Biggie to me 

These niggas ain't Crips, they ain't 60's to me 

These niggas ain't Bloods, they ain't dripping with me 

Niggas talking that shit 'bout the new generation, man 

Fuck these niggas, I'll slash your fucking faces 

You niggas ain't sold shit, not an album or a rock 

Pussy nigga putting rings on my old bitch 

Dick down the throat ass niggas, old ho' ass niggas 

Happy cause you went gold ass niggas 

These niggas ain't spitting with me, you ain't sicker than me 

Fuck out my section you ain't sitting with me 

This for very important people, it's clear that we not equal 

Clear you niggas faggots, I'm the black Marshall Mathers 

Like "ying, ying, ying" on a motherfucker 

Who needs Hulk Hogan when you got Sting on this motherfucker? 

Less than five albums, Kiss the Ring on this motherfucker 

California throne and I'm the King on this motherfucker 

Crying on the hook, thinking we gon' feel it 

Old lost ass niggas, voice crack when you talk ass niggas 

Rolling blunts for the boss ass niggas 

I came in with 'Ye, Jeezy and boss ass niggas 

Your Freshman cover a whole bunch of soft ass niggas 

Tampon lyricists, evacuate the premises 

Mute BET Cyphers, cause I don't wanna hear that shit 

May you Rest in Piss, you fuck niggas, eh 

Frank Ocean go ahead and fuck these fuck niggas 

(Yeah, they fuck niggas) Ain't no 3 stacks in your class 

Take your Top 10 spot and shove it up your ass, bitch boy 

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Niggas already fucked your bitch, you bitch boy 

And every time you kiss your bitch you suck my dick, you bitch boy 

And when you buy that ho a bag that bitch carry my bricks, you bitch boy 

I was in the XXL, Red Chucks 'round my neck 

I was the G in the Unit, had Buck round my set 

Word to the Rhymes, had Busta Bust round my set 

Gave Whoo Kid a Glock in case they bust round my set 

I'm from Compton where that Glock can't fuck with that Tec 

That's some Bompton, 40 Glocc got socked in his neck 

This is Spawn in the flesh, you a pawn hit reset 

Five in the chest, I'm Makaveli the Don in the vest 

Don't say "What's up" when you see me, you a pussy nigga 

Strangé, fake ass Kanye, fake ass Weezy 

Fake ass jewelry, how I know? I'm at the pawn shop 

Nigga better off jacking Flav for his alarm clock 

Speaking of time, how much more 'til the Game drop 

So you can suck my dick and Complex can count my name drops 

I been the underdog, I'm cool in the dog house 

Fuck all these pussys, give me any name to call out 

Left Aftermath, Dre told me ball out 

Stunna put me on a private jet then we balled out 

Landed in Miami, met some bitches ate 'em all out 

Black Marshall Mathers, time to show 'em what it's saw about 

"Ying, ying, ying" on a motherfucker 

"Ying, ying, ying" on a motherfucker 

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These niggas ain't bigger than me 

These niggas ain't Nas, ain't Jigga to me 

These niggas ain't Em, they ain't 50 to me 

You ain't Pun, you ain't Pac, you ain't Biggie to me 

These niggas ain't Crips, they ain't 60's to me 

These niggas ain't Bloods, they ain't dripping with me 

Niggas talking that shit, 'bout a new generation 

Old emoji ass rappers, all their smiley ass faces 

Fuck niggas 

Frank Ocean go ahead and fuck these fuck niggas 

"Ying, ying, ying" on a motherfucker 

"Ying, ying, ying" on a motherfucker 

"Ying, ying, ying" on a motherfucker 

"Ying, ying, ying" on a motherfucker 

Drop your single, I drop dreams on that motherfucker 

I should let my daughter scream on this motherfucker 

The industry soft, I should let Miguel sing on this motherfucker 

Ride out 

Blood money, we gon' ride out 

Ride out 

And don't think I won't send six niggas to your hide out 

Rich Gang