Young Noble, The Game - G.A.M.E. lyrics

Live now, die later
Flood or clock the shit out of haters
Got niggaz tryin to "Kiss the
Game Goodbye" like Jada
Get your shit pushed back like Jada's CD
I'll put your brains on that Kenwood TV
So you can see hell in 3D
It's right there dog
And the Game behind the Desert
Is a nightmare dog
If it's pussy, I might share it dog
Beef I'm right here dog
I'm on the block, white Nike Airs on
Gucci check, Coogi sweat, they wanna know
If 22's on the truck, give me coochie yet
But I come through in the new GS with two
Three tecs
Got niggaz Harlem Shakin like the new G. Dep
Tryin to read my whole script
But ain't seen the movie yet
Better have that glock stuffed tonight
I'm comin through with Young Noble
And we, gon', make
It
A block bust tonight

Getting American Money Easy, all I know
The Gangsta All Motherfuckers Envy
All my dough
It's a West coast knot, watch
Let it bang out
Shots range out, for all the gangsta hangouts

Lace your tips, polish your gators
We like odds in Vegas
You can't ball? Then it's
Probably the haters
Can't breathe then it's
Probably the Desert
If you a gangsta or not
I give a fuck dog, bullets is hot
And every nigga gon' cry when he hit
The more pain
The more blood drain, he ain't survivin shit
And your niggaz ain't gon' ride for shit
They know
If they came through everybody in
The X-5 is hit
Red rag or blue rag, niggaz die for this
The Game the reason all these niggaz
On that "Cali Love" shit
Compton niggaz get grimy too
Pull you out of that 6
Fuck you up like one time'll do
And I dare y'all to stop on the 'Shaw
And King Boulevard
Comin hard
Doogie Howser pullin bullets out your jaw
Turn your round trip into a one-way ticket
You can visit
But you can not lie and kick it

Aiyyo, we left a stain on your block
You came with a cop
Pointin fingers at them niggaz
That kept shit hot
Next to 'Pac, I'm the hottest thang out
Homey we can bang out
Outlaw air it out, box 'em in, square it out
Learn about your whereabouts and
We right there
Me and Game have you left right there
N-o-b-l-e, o-u t-l-a w-z
We bubble with ease, and I double my cheese
I got niggaz out in Compton
That'll find yo' ass
I got niggaz out in Jersey
That'll hide yo' ass
For a long time if you ever fuckin with mine
It's a thin line dog between
The real and the fraud
We killin your squad
My homeboy still in the yard
You the type of motherfucker standin
Next to the God
The Game is deep
You motherfuckers ain't the streets
Young Noble and the homey Game flamin heat
C'mon