Game must be focused upon, game

If you ain't got game you ain't got nathin'

(What you say)

If you ain't got game you ain't got nathin', game

(Then spit it) A nigga spent his last quadruple of cash

Hopin' that the plane wouldn't crash

Out smarted the task while teachin' they ass

Bouts the other side of the grass Uh, I spits the truth from the soil untold

See 340 in ya pager, that's the code

Hit me back 'cause you know he's busy off the hook

Plus the hurricane ethyl got him too took Drug instances, penitentiary chances

Circumstances, gigantic ass live enhancements

Keep on mashin' though, don't quit

Game related, comin' from the ***in' click Now that I made the major leagues

Pushin' big KI's

Niggas from my block ain't tryin' to see me

I came up too fast for them punks hoes Now them fools wants to kick in my door

Bringin' over the change if you think that you can *** with this

Bam, pops to the dome bitch

Mother***ers hate to see a true nigga flamboast

Bringin' in more net than gross They wants to kick in my spot, boom get chopped

They wanna take me for what I got, boom get chopped

They wants to strike through my block, boom get chopped

But I'm up on they plot, boom get chopped Bitch, feelin' evil like Knievel lookin' for a wrench

Gotta a couple screws loose like the Grinch

Problem child ain't got no problem with disposin'

Lose me temper, lose me cool but on the same token He ain't gon' bust a grip, man that nigga E-40 fakin'

You failized I have ya whole family wear and taken

Paper hatin' haters get put in they place

Crevice achin' baggers get smacked in the face Niggas from the other side of town be talkin' big ***

Actin' like they wanna *** with my click

But the *** ain't changed *** the rap game

Hill side nigga on a mission to proclaim My mother***in' spot in society

South side niggas just jealous, they doubt me

Punk niggas lookin' for a reason

Kick off a rucus to start the funk season They wants to kick in my spot, boom get chopped

They wanna take me for what I got, boom get chopped

They wants to strike through my block, boom get chopped

But I'm up on they plot, boom get chopped I ***s with ya, ya bitch

Nigga get rich, fool don't you know this the click

Be the hundred SL's what a nigga straight smash

One hundred thousand in cash Follow the leader, trip on how this thing gets deeper

The more I teach 'em the dumber I get

Dizzy-izzy, hey shot these tardy niggas kill me

But what they don't know is, I fly cerebral cortex like a frisbee *** 'em and feed 'em, pistol whip they ass and bleed 'em

Stuck 'em and read 'em, find out where they snooze and sleep 'em

You pearl tongues need to stop workin' for the cops

Rot heads don't get no props, beotch