The Game - InfraR.E.D. Lyrics
[Verse 1]Red Rose, white cellarNo body, no casket, just blood spillin'I aint a dead President but I love millionsThey like "Game, where ya been?"Yeh Blood chillin'But not on no islands or no villa'sI've been lost in Compton with some drug dealersI bought the Relapse loved it, hit the block hugged itEm still spit crack the Aftermath oven is a muthaf-ckerBut I aint seen it in yearsStill survive like niggas threw me off the first tierStill the most gutta, spit the most buttaMy album's got more game than niggas at the RuckerWho said I'll never go Platinum, never drop a PhantomI park my shit at every strip club in AtlantaPeace to my nigga T.I. for keeping a level headNiggas I know flip after doing bids in the fedsSo peace to C-Murder, come to my hood see murderAint a street in my city that you aint heard ofBought up on the block, no love, black glocks, chrome slugsAnd we all fit OJ's gloveAnd I'ma keep name droppin' long as my name poppin'I mean long as the 'cane poppin'All white knights, white Range, white pipes, crack in the concreteLiving the?I switch cars like superhead switch starsYou know why, cause I'm a crook *****F-ck ya book *****I live life like aint no money on my books *****I write the 16, you sing on the hook *****Dickin' em out, foreign cars I'm whippin' em outBeen gang bangin' since the first Pippen's was out[Hook]Me and my infra-red-redYeah that's right, my infra-red-redAll I need is my inferared-redSo f-ck the gun as long as it's infrared-red[Verse 2]Same colour as the big appleIt's for my New York niggas that's in the hood clappin'I done been through Brooklyn, Queens, BX and HarlemOnly chase money, never chase the stardomBack to the law, that's how I became a targetRespected in every hood, bullet proof regardlessMy glock got no feelings, hollows leave you heartlessRetaliation like tryna swim in the shark pitWill I ever go at Nas, hell noWill I ever go at Jay, I don't knowStay hittin em with pot shotsRidin' round tryna figure out who got Pac shotCause that got BIG shot, nigga's try to take out LA like big shotThat's Chauncey Billups, for you niggas who don't understand itYou rap niggas like *****es, pitching underhandedIt's like throwin soft balls at Derek JeterI keep it hood, never put money in parking metersLike the f-ck the US governmentI be on some over shit28 inch rims rubber shitRoll down the window f-ck with thisRoll up the endo, f-ck with thisGet it backward, yeah my shit that goodNo more medical weed, back to chronicNo more Belvedere, Grey Goose and tonicKeep a nigga f-cked up with a mind state likeDon't get ya nigga f-cked up, you know the crime rate up[Hook]I hit a nigga with the infra-red-redYeah that's right, the infra-red-redAll I need is the inferared-redF-ck the gun as long as it's infrared-red[Verse 3]And I can pop a nigga from a rooftopOr hit 'em up close, let 'em know that I'm a f-cking killerLike Ghost-face, no trace for the jakesWhen it come to the base in the kitchen I'm a chef like RaeNas was like U-God, I'm like "nah you God", right next to Rza as I'mLighting up the swishaPourin' out this liquor for my niggas that was bigger than the ditches thatThey livingThat was put in by the triggers, they some niggas with some cold heartsAnd you wonder why I walk around like my soul long, black hoody onWritin' music like Mozart, Denzel, John Travolta, I play both partsDrive this raggedy ass Bentely like it's a go-kartAint been crazy since I learned how to throw dartRun up on his muthaf-cking car, you a dead manNah, don't sweat it like Lebron James headbandEmpty out the clip on anybody but RedmanI Blackout and you can Blackout 2But I got night vision on this muthaf-ckin infra-red-red[Hook]Yeah that's right, the infra-red-redAll I need is the inferared-redF-ck the gun as long as it's infrared-red[Outro]Niggas know what the f-ck it is everytime we do this shitWe do this shit right, niggaYeah, shout out to Redman for no reason at allCool n Dre them my niggas, my brothersThat's my family for life nigga's
