Games Lyrics - Singles - Lost Boyz

Aww yeah, party people you lookin' good out there 

Now we got flavor on top of flavor 

I'm talkin' about we got the old school flavor and the new school flavor Somethin' new from the LB fam 

I'm the local Starsky and I want you, you and you to get ready and party 

Cheeks drop it on 'em 

Yo the situations I'm in it seem my life's out of order 

Escape place my tape in the recorder 

I sit back spark and listen' start my reminiscin' 

Realize that there's mad fam' missin' 

I'm holdin' back the tears, no doubt we lost many peers 

Mom Dukes held it down many years 

Now many chumps came and left when my Pop Dukes split 

No doubt I had it bad as a kid 

But held it down no me interested to the school 

Meetin' slugger now everything's cool 

155 niggas kept it live no doubt 

Mr. Tel is comin' down to roll out 

We s'in out all the time in the yard all nine 

Talkin' 'bout that car's mine 

Young niggas growin' up in the city 

Enjoyed the streets 'cause at home things was shitty 

My mom's boyfriend tryin' to break her down and hurt her 

Not yet drinkin' but still thinkin' murder 

Pro players and weeds under Christmas trees 

Gramma said there'll be days like these 

Now when my granpops passed away 

What can I say? A nigga flips still to this day 

I'm gettin' high drinkin' whiskey with the thugs now 

I'm on the van with my man sellin' drugs now, I'm in my zone 

You see there's 8 million stories in the spot I'm from 

LB fam never stop 'til the job gets done 

Word to moms pay attention to the slang we say 

Hot ass grams but it still be them games we play 

You see there's 8 million stories in the spot I'm from 

LB fam never stop 'til the job gets done 

Word to moms pay attention to the slang we say 

Hot ass grams but it still be them games we play 

In junior high me and Lou we dressin' neater 

I'm on the special with Taliek Master Skeeter 

At hooky parties gettin' tipsy with the bangdods 

O E Newports, chicken wings and French fries 

Knuckleheads s'in out on the school trips 

Not into liquor at the time but took a few sips 

I'm gettin' life on young plan of makin' G's 

Gettin' dough from shovelin' snow and rakin' leaves 

Politicin' on the van with the old cats 

Pushin' plush Cadillacs holdin' cold gats 

I wanna be like you one night I said to Mike G 

His reply get yo' money don't be like me 

I mean it looks hella good but this life is a shame 

I hustle to survive in the game 

(I know) 

Nothin' else but hustlin' and scramblin' 

Jailtime, bustin' and gamblin' 

My main chick is on 'caine now 

I mean she ain't actin' the same now 

I seen mad, mad niggas in the game style 

But the key to survival is to maintain pal 

Yo when I get enough cheese I'm gone 

Until then life goes on and on and on and on and on 

You see there's 8 million stories in the spot I'm from 

LB fam never stop 'til the job gets done 

Word to moms pay attention to the slang we say 

Hot ass grams but it still be them games we play 

You see there's 8 million stories in the spot I'm from 

LB fam never stop 'til the job gets done 

Word to moms pay attention to the slang we say 

Hot ass grams but it still be them games we play 

Yo, eighteen years of age gettin' green on the scene 

In front of coliseum vibin' with the team 

Organized the lab different chicks, same cab 

Skills in the dice nice with the jab 

I'm gettin' money baggin' honeys in the acres 

Officials out to make a queen's money makers 

Ride around in stolen Jeeps 

Now as I creep through the streets I lost mad peeps 

Now as the years ran on I noticed mad bang 

Never go against the grain 

Now durin' that time we's makin' no cash 

Sayin' that this shit can't last 

Came up with this plot to get mad cheese 

Right or wrong we's official LB'z 

Lost a lot of fam on the road to success 

Rest in peace God bless 

You see there's 8 million stories in the spot I'm from 

LB fam never stop 'til the job gets done 

Word to moms pay attention to the slang we say 

Hot ass grams but it still be them games we play 

You see there's 8 million stories in the spot I'm from 

Lb fam never stop 'til the job gets done 

Word to moms pay attention to the slang we say 

Hot ass grams but it still be them games we play 

Mr. Sex Queen's most wanted Luv Bug Starski 

A ha a ha, LB fam group home be the click