Game Get Live Lyrics - Untold Story Volume Ii - Game

You can catch five or catch me in the C.L.5 

Whatever way dog, the game get live 

Keepin' it gangsta in a P.D. city velor 

Late night, I'm in Dublin's and I got myself a four 

The hood love me, hood rats gotta hug me 

Pop ex, spark the buba, the shit get ugly 

Rock the mic anywhere and I ain't talkin' 'bout a concert dog 

Talkin 'bout ten niggaz in converse dog 

Get it crackin' like we out in the yard and the warden's watchin' 

Only difference is the whores is watchin' 

Still love to see a nigga, roll up on 20's 

Hop in that six-four, roll up on Bentley's like 

I'm a gangsta bay-bee, from the C.P.T. 

Run with the pound like I'm from D.P.G. 

If it's beef, you C-Murder like it ain't no limit 

And I represent the P like Russell Simmons 

I'm a neighborhood superstar, get it, right 

Got it? Good, okay 

It's the black socks and get low we get dough 

In the yay they pimp hoes, in Compton we six-fo' 

I'm a neighborhood superstar, get it, right 

Got it? Good, okay 

It's the black socks and get low we get dough 

In the yay they pimp hoes, in Compton we six-fo' 

I'm a shinin' star 

And I gotta hit the boulevard in that new jaguar 

Why he move through traffic like that, Purple Haze 

Ralways, The Ojays, the gangsta lean so 

Please believe that I keep two G's in my jeans 

Two gats in my sleeve, two rats in my beam' 

X-5, mami let's ride 

Weave in and out of traffic from Compton to Bed-Stuy 

It's the kid from the far west I, oh, shit 

He know how to do more than flip pies 

Get money like them stick up guys 

Them "Ocean 11" licks got the young kid rich for life 

And I talkin' 'bout a movie or George Clooney 

I'm talkin' 'bout, runnin' in your spots with uzis tucked in the Coogi 

Dude me? Naw truly, might lose your lives 

They say, "I've, got 2K2 covered like A.I." 

I'm a neighborhood superstar, get it, right 

Got it? Good, okay 

It's the black socks and get low we get dough 

In the yay they pimp hoes, in Compton we six-fo' 

I'm a neighborhood superstar, get it, right 

Got it? Good, okay 

It's the black socks and get low we get dough 

In the yay they pimp hoes, in Compton we six-fo' 

I know ya, love to watch me, 'specially when I'm lookin' rocky 

The trey with the Broccoli with my handles on the Kawasaki 

Handle my jewels with the cuff in my shoes 

A.D. jacket on my elbow, 50 coast the jewels 

In my neighborhood, I'm young Bill Gates, never shuffle the cake 

So cover my face and run up in the place 

I'm a superstar, dick and my chain, glass bezel and bang 

80 karats on my pinky and rang 

Crews buzz when you speakin' my name, 'cause I'm deep in the game 

With top cool thangs and million dollar planes 

I'm a maniac, young boy gone, like a young Roy Jones 

You ought of my zone and ain't nobody home 

In my neighborhood, produce stars, stakes is high 

Now we soarin' through the spacious skies 

Drop yo' body with them cakes and ride, the handle is up 

Switchin' gears with the pedal and ride 

I'm a neighborhood superstar, get it, right 

Got it? Good, okay 

It's the black socks and get low we get dough 

In the yay they pimp hoes, in Compton we six-fo' 

I'm a neighborhood superstar, get it, right 

Got it? Good, okay 

It's the black socks and get low we get dough 

In the yay they pimp hoes, in Compton we six-fo' 

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