Can't Figure It Out Lyrics - Game

Cant Figure It Out - The Game ft. Black Wall Street 

Lord forgive me for killin outta control 

Got the spirit of big will pourin outta my soul 

Gangbangin or put a tag on your toes 

If you down for a drive by nigga we gottta role 

I know they hate me 'cause im out chasin dough 

But id rather be doin that 

then dying behind these hoes 

Tell hunned I need sumtin to hold 

Bust a couple of shots in memory of my nigga foe 

You at home nigga 

I swear to god ima empty out this chrome shit and never left you alone I 

Solemnly swear even though you in heaven with mars berg theres still apart of you here and I 

Solemnly swear my nigga was the best at cookin yay 

Since we was yay high 

Im in love with that life 

Dont hate me 'cause that bastard that I am 

Is just the thug in me rite 

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(Chorus) 

Lord I cant figure it out 

Why you took my nigga from me 

We out here huggin the block 

All night tryna get this money 

I just cant figure it out 

Why you took my nigga from me 

We out here huggin the block 

All night tryna get this money 

You already know who it is 

And how I play the game 

Wat you think im suppose to change 

'cause I fuk wit game 

Im addicted to these streets 

And this beat is automatic 

Dont speak if you dont wats static(?) 

Say we hit you nigga 

Gotta team of young niggas 

That come and get you nigga 

Grippin 2 2 3's until they flip you nigga 

21 gunshots and new real thugs n killas 

Hey you know I clear the block for my nigga my nigga 

But ima make it happen for ya 

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By any means neccessary 

Clear of galride til we berry(?) yea 

Rest in peace bim day(?) 

I serve the whole world to bring ya back 

U know what were my love is at 

Young playa real homie 

You got to feel homie 

And rite now my nigga to hot to chill homie 

You know that deal homie 

Jus keepin it real homie 

And ima ride 44 

Until a nigga kill homie 

(Chorus) 

Lord I cant figure it out 

Why you took my nigga from me 

We out here huggin the block 

All night tryna get this money 

I just cant figure it out 

Why you took my nigga from me 

We out here huggin the block 

All night tryna get this money 

As hard as it is for me 

Homie I got to spit my hearts hurtin 

Sumbody help me 

My niggas not here no more 

Billboard real ass nigga the worlds gonna miss you nigga 

You supposed to be here rite now 

Holdin a movie down 

But now I gotta mourn you now 

Thug, im really not stable 

Last we was watchin cable 

And I feel bout talkin bout rippin piece up(?) 

Wen you left I felt wierd as fuk 

Next mornin my nigga game look sick as fuk 

I new rite there 

Then he said foe is dead 

Why you couldnt take me insteadd 

Damn 

(Chorus) 

Lord I cant figure it out 

Why you took my nigga from me