Alley Boy, Bossgame, Veli Sosa - Game lyrics

Crack Og AB whats poppin my
Nigga Bossgame whats good Mobb

Came from a thousand eight grams
Is a whole one if you buy a whole one a
Nigga let you hold one
Don’t say shit nigga you
Ain't never score one
I've been real since day one
Nigga I don’t owe none
This a real rollie no tick tock while you
Laying with the bitch nigga getting socks
Fool trying buy seven but
His budget two grams
Thirty hanging out his pants
Flexing on the Instagram
Young'n banging going crazy don’t
Know the literature
While you trying to get some stains
Better get some Millions bro
Folks gone sentence ya
Forty years penitentiary
This ya big homey but the
Nigga didn’t mention it

Trying to give the young nigga game game game
Trying to give the young nigga game
Trying to give the young nigga game game game
Trying to give the young nigga game
Trying to give the young nigga game
Trying to give the young nigga game
Trying to give the young nigga game
Trying to give the young nigga game

Trying to give the young nigga game
Nigga telling on his partner
That’s an awful thing
You a virgin shoot'a nigga
Should'a know you’d sang
Off brand nigga we don’t your name
Duct Tape Mob nutting before that
For the bands niggas laying at your door mat
Fifty shots at your ass nigga hold that
Wanna hold something fuck nigga hold that
Scary movie yea a nigga poltergeist
Internet nigga turning gangster over night
Hanging with the nigga and you
Know he ain't right
You a bitch like him nigga show you right
You can tell you ain't learn from your OG’s
Twenty eight for the bag of the OG
Hundred bands on my arms make ya hoe freeze
Trying give these niggas game how to get
G’s better listen to your OG’s

Trying to give the young nigga game game game
Trying to give the young nigga game
Trying to give the young nigga game game game
Trying to give the young nigga game
Trying to give the young nigga game
Trying to give the young nigga game
Trying to give the young nigga game
Trying to give the young nigga game

Bossgame in this motherfucker nigga let
Me talk to these young niggas real quick you
Know what going on

I respect the shooter I don’t respect a bitch
I respect a bidder I don’t respect a snitch
I’ve been taught to keep it hush
So I ain't saying shit so who the fuck you
Niggas grew up out here playing wit
Og’s told me hold it down while I stand stiff
Forty cal black hoodie and some stand smiths
See I done seen some niggas switch
Up on they mans them
But I've raised to keep it solid
I don’t fuck with him
Its Bossgame yea I grew up on the East side
Where them niggas go to war shit we got pride
A hundred shooters at your door
At your mama house its time to call Idea now
And get them caskets out
Bitch it's Duct Tape the Mob til the death of
Me yea it's death before
Dishonor that the recipe
Bitch it's Duct Tape the Mob til the death of
Me yea it's death before
Dishonor that the recipe

Trying to give the young nigga game game game
Trying to give the young nigga game
Trying to give the young nigga game game game
Trying to give the young nigga game
Trying to give the young nigga game
Trying to give the young nigga game
Trying to give the young nigga game
Trying to give the young nigga game