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アーティスト:The Game 

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Hey, Skee, tell 'em I'm goin' away for a while (A Million) Motherfukka's wanna see me dead (A Million) Motherfukka's wanna see me in the fed's (A Million) Bitches wanna give me head (A Million) Dollars in my bank account (A Million) Soundscan the first week out (A Million) Motherfukka's on my dick (A Million) Motherfukka's talking shyt Hit a break down... I'm the king, and you better respect it All I need is Beyonce, and a Roc-a-fella necklace Nigga you can "check up on it", I'm a Slim Thug Cincinnati fitted, wit the red and black brim blood Gave nigga's 300 bars, two mixtapes, and a DVD I did it for the C.P.T. Did it for New York, did it for Chi-town Ran through hip-hop, and made these nigga's lie down I'm going away for awhile, call it a California vacation I call it a Bentley with a smile GOD bless the child, wit incredible style Nigga sicker than West Nile, who king of the West now I'm putting my vest down, nigga's ain't going to kill shit Shut the f**k up, nigga you ain't going to kill shit Rappers don't kill rappers, guns kill rappers And I be wit real crips, real bloods, real clappers F**k rappin, these nigga's will push ya grill backwards Faster than Iraqis when Bush attacking My flow semi-automatic, blhow Touching pussies is my job, you a bitch, this is sexual harrassment Nigga get a lawyer, when 'The Game' coming for ya My jab, like Zab on the chin of De La Hoya I'm the golden boy, and I'm making Hova noise Got the whole world clapping, just like the Nolia Boys Since a juvenile, I had to prove my style Went from Kayslay to DJ Clue, and blhow 20 Magazine covers, nigga look at me now You need a hot 16?.. I need 100 thou Cause half of these rap nigga's just be running they mouth The other half, in the ATL runnin' the south 10 Mill in the bank, 7 bedroom house I'm rich, so on my 30th birthday I'm out Nigga, I'm so ahead of time, and I spit better lines Better rhymes everytime, nigga's hate on me so much, I feel like I'm Kevin Federline F**k it im rich, for nothing, tell the media to get off of my dick You wit me, my next album going to sell like Britney I beat on these rap nigga's like Bobby do Whitney No more drama, no more beef wit 50 And if you just tuning in, welcome to the 360 (welcome to the 360, welcome to the 360) Right back where I started, in Compton, taking out the garbage Where Crips and Bloods shoot it out like Pearl Harbor That was '95, when Cube was in his prime You brought yo Lethal Injection, and I brought mine Rewind to '89, got my first mixtape My brother brought it for me, they use to call him Big Face But now, we ain't brothers, nigga we ain't shit And you living in my shadow like Marcus Vick And I heard about yo little rappers talking shit Stay out my family bidness, or


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