The Game - Lyrics
Ayo Ron, turn me up a bit Ayo Just Blaze, you on ya shit About to turn me into a motherfuckin' or somethin' From now on, niggaz gon' some kryptonite/crip-tonite to stop me Yeah!
1]
Standin' on the top of the Eiffel Starin' down at New York Like the of Biggie My mind Like the rate I think I'm John Hit niggaz in the head, that all red Ferrari the black Liberace Diamonds cover When The Game on, the whole world sit down and me The The new Jay I dove In the pot And got Mixed with bakin' The cobra The Costra Nostalgia 2 snub .38's inside gucci holsters Make me a +Young but im not from +Philly+ But its a whole +cheese+ at +steak+, the beef killed it I'm about to blaze, bungee jump off a building no rope The Game no joke That Bruce Wayne shit will get yo ass out I'm Clark dark tint But you can me
It's a bird, it's a Naw nigga, it's the Game
I'm I over tall buildings If a nigga touch my
you gotta see Superman You see "S" on my vest? And Lane ridin' shotgun in that '09 Vet?
It's Faster than a speedin' When I it Motherfucker you can it on
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Hit the block with the white Fiends from the free throw line like Dwight Howard the capes on I the type of crack that they waitin' on I'll be back Told you it wouldn't long wit my cash I'm in ya ass like Beyonc Black out the Porsche drillin' on the Cover the California plates and the shit around the block Jump out the phone booth wit on the glocks On some Call of Duty shit, a life Xbox My flow is A with ice on Marble floors through the mansion just to roll my on up Coca Cola chasin' at my superpowers You fuckin' That Peter shit'll get yo ass laid out Pull Shaq's out it's
It's a bird, it's a Naw nigga, it's the Game
I'm I over tall buildings If a touch my millions
Yeah you gotta see You see this "S" on my And Lois Lane ridin' shotgun in '09 Vet?
It's Faster a speedin' bullet When I it you can blame it on
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Fuck and Robin Bring that Batmobile Compton Nigga, rob em Escalade trucks Parelli's all up And this .38 will knock the off of Daffy Duck cap Cover my hollow tip cover my ass Face by my army surplus ski mask to Vietnam Dump the chronic ash in the The ash trays The last Of I was my palms the D-boys do Box it Tarver, nigga i can see Roy, too X-ray vision, I can see a too I'll the fuckin' Lions out like Detroit do Yeah, die I'm over sky scarpers five Lakers When it to my paper And I wont stop i can buy Vegas You with The Man of Steel, a.k.a.
It's a bird, it's a Naw nigga, it's the motherfuckin'
I'm I leap tall buildings If a nigga touch my
Yeah you see Superman You see this "S" on my And Lois Lane ridin' shotgun in that '09
Superman Faster than a bullet When I it Motherfucker you can it on
Yeah Me and Just Blaze in motherfucker Sky on you niggaz Yeah I'm from Stop askin' me if I live in the hood, nigga I'm a motherfuckin' millionaire, I had to move, Know where I now?! In the sky And all you punk ass niggaz hatin' me Sweepin' dirt on my name Know what do to you niggaz?! I'ma fly up, up and on you punk ass niggaz G4 Black Wall, Black yeah I no muthafuckin' Soulja Boy, I'm Superman Blaze! I ain't no muthafuckin' Soulja Boy, I'm Up, up and away!