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Hook: Everybody broke, that's a damn shame that's why I chain smoke, tryin ease the damn pain instead of star folk or get in the dope game 'cause you could change the players but the game don't change the game don't change, no, the game don't change the game don't change, no, the game don't change you gonna lose, you don't know the rules to the game 'cause you could change the players but the game don't change They don't sleep in on cash, your ass better wake up I sold this shit that leave the fire heart beats break up I'm bout to get my cake up from this white bitch sniffin white jizz, powderin the face without make-up Every night's in the snap back over the shape up look niggas I've got shool niggas to shake up call the apes up, get you duck taped up fake fuck, you be paralyzed from the waist up wait up, I've got my weight up, your family gonna have to set your wake up 'cause you were never wake up rise and shine, it's true the music industry will rob you blind so get a job or grind your made bitch lie sometime but your bitch told me that she never had to get the size of mine I guess that's why I can't open up my eyes sometime Songtextebut stay with guap, I play the block I've got pies to grind [Hook:] If you forgot that I was hot you'd better start to remember for the chicken get the ego of the hark up in you I ball cause I play the block like a startin center I'm in the moon to have calamari and shark for dinner I'm from a hood you gotta have a lot of heart to enter a lot of bodies gonna fall before we start to win it I got that good dope, heroin ad good smoke comin out the trap hoe, smellin like crip coop, brook people look rich, rich people look brook some good folk, life ain't gonna end on a good note if you need it then I got it for sale I got the product for sale, a narcotic to sell I got pounds of Arizona and it's out, it could sell I got that kill vacuum suit I need to stop and to smell you ain't even gotta inhale or catch the damn smoke that sour had you high off a second hand smoke [Hook:] I get rich when the dope flip these gymnastics and I could make your bitch disappear, might be magic chicks be static and I get the baddest bitties, pretty with big titties and big asses that's why in highschool I skipped classes to get changed or get brain like the nerve with glasses I stab niggas, grab triggers, kick asses and spit acid at your bitch asses [Hook:] Aus Songtexte Mania