The Game, Techniec - Niggaz Bleed lyrics

Your boy ain't got shit
I got 10KIs by my 26th birthday
5 bricks a Bentley Coupe
A bulletproof Suburban

I'm fresh on the bricks been
Out for twelve days
Lookin' for my thug bitch
Nigga need some twelve play
A gangsta bitch put her lips
Around my 12' gauge
Who freak on foul miles
Throw the pussy like Elway
Ridin' through L.A., shotgun in a Coupe
I'm ballin' in my Converse like L.J
I put nine holes in your Pelle
Fuckin' with me? I'll have white
Chalk where them shells lay
I'm a Goodfella
There goes the neighborhood fellas
Far from a Roc-A-Fella? I'll let
The doctor tell 'em
That his heart don't work, he need a new one
That's hard to combine like seein'
Me in some blue ones
Air Forces with the cocaine strings
Cargo full of hunters what
The dopehead brings
I'm the livin' most drug dealer
I expose niggas
Take the thug in 'em
Leave 'em layin' in a blood river
You know Game count 'em
I got 'em as lottos
My quarter piece is like skiing
Through a cocaine mountain
For the love of a dollar
Puttin' niggas in a column
Then get lost somewhere in
The Caymen islands
Holler

(Niggas bleed like us) Picture
Me bein' scared
Of a nigga that breathe the same air as me
(Niggas bleed just like us)
Picture me not ridin'
My life in that man's hands
While he just decidin'
(Niggas bleed like us) Picture
Me bein' scared
Of a nigga that breathe the same air as me
(Niggas bleed just like us)
I'd rather go toe-to-toe
With all of y'all
Runnin' ain't in my protocol

Niggas fakin' my city? I
Mistake 'em for Diddy
Claimin' he a Bad Boy
Nigga simply an ac-tor
From Compton to the Boogie Down
Bronx I put it down
With Dre behind me platinum
Plaques'll find me
Somewhere in the Cayman islands
Diamonds on the Rolex
Bezels shinin' and I am
The king of rhymin'
Perfect timin'
Now that Roc-A-Fella belong to Def Jam
My mic is my best friend
From Rikers to San Quentin
Make a move in them eight by tens
Sharin' light to my niggas in solitary
Missin' their commissary
And my niggas traumatised from
Hearin' their momma cry
My goons supply balloons for
Your baby momma ties
And my verses baptise every one
Of you rap guys
And my eyes the first family
More like the Fab Five
So step aside, let a real nigga take flight
I ain't hype
I'm the reincarnation of Eric Wright

(Niggas bleed like us) Picture
Me bein' scared
Of a nigga that breathe the same air as me
(Niggas bleed just like us)
Picture me not ridin'
My life in that man's hands
While he just decidin'
(Niggas bleed like us) Picture
Me bein' scared
Of a nigga that breathe the same air as me
(Niggas bleed just like us)
I'd rather go toe-to-toe
With all of y'all
Runnin' ain't in my protocol

Back in the 'hood with The Game off tour
Lovin' the coast like
Yet still, gotta keep the K cutter close
(Why)
Little niggas ain't go to
'Til they all fryin' from the iron
Or they flyin' with the ghosts
With lyin' on the siren while
They dyin' from the throat
When I withdraw my hands from
The line of the coke
Nigga choke, then I retire in to smoke
To my natural habitat gold
Wires on the spokes
With the locs
Like I'm supplyin' 'em with dope
A-16 bar like they firin' up an O
Designer the flow, grindin' on the low
Keep a bad little bitch with
A diamond on her toe
Blindin' when I glow
Stop cryin' I'm a pro
Techniec the streets 'til it's time
For him to go
Or 'til they put some hot through us
I'm a fighter and the
Truest since Joseph Louis

So the recipe is
We bake 'em soon as Dre bake 'em
Aftermath hit makers from Compton and Jamaica
Now, where else do we gotta take
'em? New York to see Jacob
I'm L.A.'s king, ski mask like Jason
Pendleton like Freddy, red and black plague
Gangbangin' for ever
Got 'em wavin' white flags
Cocaine Range, all white mags
Tell the white liar, leave you in a white bag