: It's that, it's that, it's that, it's that... chronic, chronic, chronic, chronic It's that, it's that, it's that, it's that... hydrolex, drolex, drolex
that's when I threw my gat away An impala passed, it's my homeboy Clyde He gave me the hand signal so I jumped in his ride It was a clean '64, original
when there's drama she ride (ah ha) And it's gutter hell, it's just me and my bitch Like Ready to Die, track number twelve Yea that's wifey: sexy, chrome
: [Mary J. Blige] Yeah, let's take 'em back [The Game] I need a "Real Love", Mary, holla at me if you need a real thug We could ride through Compton
them hoes coming let's go Shawty say I'm a pimp well I guess so One thing I know is I'm getting dough, I'm on [Verse 1: Game] You niggas know who I
and that's when I threw my gat away And impala passes, it's my homeboy clyde He gave me the hand signal, so I jumped in his ride It was a clean six fo
get it twisted- I love NY no mercy- that's right, he got blood in his eye, bitch [Chorus] lama on ya, so I'm down to ride (to ride) I ain't the type to let
It's cremation no urn How you claim to be a hustler but don't earn? You need to be whacked (whacked) and dat's dat (dat) AYE! [Chorus: Game] Remix, remix
fitted caps He got the clips, I got the scope, let's get them choppers n*gga He got the kush, I got the dope, let's get it poppin' n*gga Hurt him in
around The Game like The Game won't kill Let me show you the stars take you back to the car Rewind time march 3, 1994 I was only in my teen's deuce-deuce
out like a line up [Juelz Santana] Mic check, one two, one two, check I'm strapped, you strapped, let's play two on two Let's go, you're eyein us in
them fitted caps He got the clips, I got the scope, let's get them choppers n*gga He got the kush, I got the dope, let's get it poppin' n*gga Hurt him
From Kingston to Compton? Ha ha, Yow Game! Weh yuh deh pon? Warminister! Ha ha? Dem fi know, Yeah! Game! fuck wid dem. [Verse 1 - The Game] Straight
' shit up. Get up peela's, it's the real nigga. The soldier field nigga. Roll in control nigga's, and we roll with' cold killa's. So, ya betta back up
ride chevy's with the pipes out And they quick to put the pipe out My question is: "Who the fuck wanna fight now?" When you ride by the blocks in
Jlo's the same Young boys try and mimic sayin' they spitin' that game From New York to new heights to new fights Of course I'm out it let's talk about
Rule) (Jennifer Lopez Ja Rule) (Murder what's my motherfuckin' name?) R-U-L-E (Blowin' back on this Mary Jane, I'm analyzin' the game) And the game done
me wanna throw some D's on it (HEY~!) Whatever it is you cain't stop it Cause she get low, when she on that pole, and that let's me know She got it (she