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Mac

Genres: Hip-Hop

Put Me In Tha Game Lyrics - Mac

(mac talking) 

 

Woah 

Like my poppa said life is just like a game 

You got to play it 

You got those who hate to play it 

But when you play you gotta play it right 

Ya heard me? 

 

Verse 1: 

 

I used to sit on that pine and watch these other players shine 

Coach never gave me no kinda of play time 

I got game, I got game, I would try to explain 

But he ain't hear me look, I doubt people even remember my name 

Remember me who carried that gatorade? you told me I would later play 

You never put me in, I waited for days 

I wanted to ball too, I wanted to shine, 

Let me get in and get mine, this pine is starting to hurt my behind 

So why you hatin' me? when I came to pratice faithfully 

I got the grades, I got the nike wrist bands with the michael air j's 

You never substitued your kin-folks 

Even if we winning by 30, with 30 seconds left in the 4th 

Half of them is too old, the other half parole, 

Don't make me rat and make 'em take back all the trophies you stole 

Shorty wanna ball, I'm telling yall 

If he don't get his break, someone gonna meet their fate 

 

Chorus x2 

 

Put me in tha game 

I wanna shine too man , let me get mine too, 

Look I wanna show these fools what I can do 

Put me in tha game 

All I want is a shot, 

I might be as good or better than them players you got 

 

Verse 2: 

 

I cant believe you told me I was chump, told me that I played like a punk 

You never knew I would grow 6'4", double pump, and dunk 

I never gave up and even when I got cut, I went home 

Study my game alittle more, pratice on my free throws 

I got with another team and got my shine on, my play time on, 

Just pass me the ball, I give resistance all 

Coaches sweating me, cheerleaders wont stop letting me, 

I guess I got the recipe now 

Soon as I hit the court, I hear sceams, which only means, 

To follow your dreams, no matter how roughed the road might seem 

I said that to say this, the life is like a sport 

The ghetto's your home court, if you weak you playing the wrong sport 

By any means stick to your guns, 

And I'm ain't talking about the ones that shoot 

I'm talking about the roots 

And when they put you in keep the same hunger 

That's how you elavate, that's how you get your game stronger 

 

Chorus x2 

 

(mac talking) 

 

Ya heard me? 

Put me in tha game 

And i'ma show you one thing 

I'ma play it right 

Cause ain't no faking ya heard me? 

1999, ghetto commander what 

Put me in tha game