The Game - The Kill lyrics

I'm going in for the kill
I'm doing it for a thrill
Oh I'm hoping you'll understand
And not let go of my hand


Let me crack this Patron and talk
To you for a minute
Won't you put that blunt down 'fore
You put the chronic in it
Before you do that drive by
Listen for a second
Why you need a 45 when your mind is a weapon
If you use it like you 'posed to
Than you could be Malcolm X
Instead of counting body bags
My nigga should be counting checks
Don't be a follower nigga, be a leader
And if that mean's I'll lose you
On Twitter than so be it
Had a daughter yesterday
See my baby momma bleeding
Remind me of Keyshia getting shot
Down while she was feeding
Her baby in the projects
I'm supposed to be proud of Compton
I'm just glad me
Damare and Brandon made it outta Compton
I put on for my city like Jeezy say
Iron out my red rag just for Free Weezy day
And since they did Oscar
Grant like Emmett Till
Crack the Patron seal

I can take you back to '03
When ain't nobody know me
My game was regional like the Lower Merion
Kobe
Teach me how to Dougie, come here little man
Show me
Clutching on his momma leg
Remind me of the old me
Ain't trippin' off no old beefs
Ain't grinding on my old streets
I'm in the hills smoking on
Cigars like an old G
Cooley high coochie, Levi's no fleece
Space jam Jordan's killin' 'em
Without the cold sheets
Rappers say they trappers and these
Trappers think they rappers
Go listen to Blueprint
Your all hustling backwards
Shout out to my reall niggas, Birdman
Styles P
Kiss my nigga Sigel
Know them Philly niggas wild b
Snoop you insane cuz, Bun you a trill one
Nas, we forever since you helped
Me get a deal son
And my nigga Fab
Write his verses like a wheel
He walked out the booth, it's my turn

If I ain't never told you nothing
I think you might wanna listen
Leaving Aftermath and G-Unit was
Never my decision
But I'm back now, when we recorded Back Down
Once friends, now foes
Both our phones tapped now
50 was my nigga, but life was funny like that
Eminem played the bandage and Dre
Was the ice pack
So I unwrapped the guards
But my scars never healed
Sometimes stars align and some
Stars never will
Like Ross and Jeezy both y'all my niggas
Y'all should chill
Instead of beefin'
Lets remember how baby blue got killed
How Wolf got shot down
How Meech got locked up
When niggas start beefin' you should
Give them some Ciroc Puff
And pour me a shot
My own brother want me dead
Worse than that
My nigga Young Buck got raided by the Fed's
So Timbaland
Cool n Dre Just Blaze and Pharrell
Next track I get nigga