The Game - It's Ok (One Blood) Lyrics
Dre, I See Dead PeopleBlood, Blood, Blood, Blood-blood-blood [x3]Yo, DreThought I Was DeadWest CoastOne Blood [x4][verse 1]I'm The Doctor's Advocate, Nigga Dre Shot YaBrought Me Back From The Dead, That's Why They Call Him The DoctorThe (after)'math Don't Drop ThemAnd 50 Ain't Rockin' With HimNo More, It's Okay, I Get It Poppin'Whole Club Rockin'Like A '64 ImpalaDrink Cris, Throw It UpCall The Shit HydraulicsThen Piss In The CupCall The Shit HypnoticI Bleed ComptonSpit Crack And Shit ChronicAnd You New Niggaz Ain't ShitBut New NiggazPlayed To Get Shooed NiggazI'm Talkin' Ta You, NiggaBouncin' In Da '64 Throwin' Up West Side, ManSellin' Another 5 Million Albums, Yes I AmFresh Like DamnThis Nigga Did It AgainA Hundred Thousand On His Neck, L.a. Above The BrimInside The Lambo (rghini) In The Shotgun With SnoopWhat Would The Mother*****in' West Coast Be Without One Crip And (one Blood)[chorus]One Blood [x4]Blood, Blood, Blood, Blood-blood-blood [x3]One Blood [x4][verse 2]I'm From The West Side Of The '64 ImpalaWhere Niggaz Say "where You From" We'll Never Say "holla"Bandanna On The Right SideGun On The Left SideNiggaz In New York, Know How To Throw Up The West SideWord To EazyI'm So Ill, Believe MeI Made Room For JeezyBut The Rest Of You Niggaz Better Be Glad You Breathin'All I Need Is One ReasonI'm The King, And Dre Said The West Coast Need MeI Don't Know Why You Niggaz Keep Tryin' MeEverybody Knows I'm The Heir To The Aftermath DynastyAnd I Ain't Gotta Make Shit For The ClubWhat Dj Gonna Turn Down The .38 Snub?You 38 And You Still Rappin' UhhI'm 26 Nigga, So Is The DubsOn The '07 HummerHop Out With No BodyguardsWhen The Chronic Smoke Clear All You See Is (one Blood)[chorus]One Blood [x4]Blood, Blood, Blood, Blood-blood-blood [x3]One Blood [x4][verse 3]I Ain't Got Beef With 50, No Beef With JayWhat's Beef When You Gettin' Head In The 6-tray?And The Double Game Chain, I Keep 'em On DisplayBlack T-shirt, So All You See Is The A (aftermath)Turn On The Tv, And All You See Is The A (aftermath)You Niggaz Better Make Up A Dance And Try To Get Radio PlayKeep On Snappin' Your Fingers, I Ain't Going AwayI Don't Regret What I Spit, Cuz I Know What I SayAnd Niggaz Keep Talkin' About Me, They Don't Know When To StopI Got The Louis Vuitton Belt Buckle, Holdin' Tha GlockNo Beam, No Silencer, I Know When To PopWait 'til Lil' Jon Come On And Left Off A ShotI Have The Number 1 Billboard SpotNiggaz Stepped On My Fingers, And I Climb Right Back To The TopI'm Big, I'm Cube, I'm Nas, I'm 'pacThis Ain't Shit But A Warnin' 'til My Album Drop[chorus]One Blood [x4]Blood, Blood, Blood, Blood-blood-blood [x3]One Blood [x8]Blood, Blood, Blood, Blood-blood-blood [x3]One Blood [x4]
