The Game - Really Lyrics
F**k buyin' jewelry, buyin' ammoTeflon, bulletproof the LamboHate rats, got my niggaz in the fedGot money in the bank and money on my headReally?Niggaz sound sillyWanna talk money, yeah, count it, ten milliFree my n***a Meek Milly,Bad b***h out of PhillySold that white girl so I guess I sold IggyWanna dare yo to think about an enemy?Dare you think about the industry?Better Google meBoy, I really made a million out the fu***n' streetsBoy, I had a white car back in '04Back in the hood days and ride lowWhen bein' a street n***a really meant somethingNow niggaz sell his soul for a followIf you wanna talk streets,What it mean to you, n***a?Take pictures with guns so that make you a killerNeah, la Reid gave me that check todayThey chased and empowered the hittersI'm Crenshaw at Fatburger, fu***n' with NipseyAnd I bet you I'm rockin' my chainsOr I'm in the Watts with Jay Rock or slidin' through Compton with GameCause real niggaz livin' the sameMy auntie did 20 years,My pop did like 16My partner did a decadeSo what the f**k you really mean?Really, hoe, Billie Jean jackets in my videoCausin' all this racket, no tennis courtReally made a million in a kitchen forkSkrt, skrt, skrt, skrt, dinner forkOften offended, I told that b***h to get out when she finishedNeed me a b***h that gonna suck me and f**k meAnd freak me and pass me to all of her friendsThat's what it is, verbal telekinesisKorrupt mixed with Jesus,Big Meech mixed with YeezusKeep playin' them games and get shot from them bleachersI still got my stripes when I'm not wearing AdidasGot a fresh hairline from PeterGot me a hockey mask, choppers, started talking fastGive it to them direct just like JeterNiggaz ain't killing s**t,Niggaz they playingThey saying they killing s**tGot me an A and a K and a 220 treyAnd it might hit and it might burn a little bitI'm like,"Really, little b*****s, say really?”F**k these niggaz say they gonna kill meReally?Niggaz say they gonna kill meReally?Niggaz say they gonna kill meReally|[?]Niggaz say they gonna kill meBrand new Benz with the top downIn my old neighborhood, all the cop 'roundI don't give a f**k, m**********r, act upLet him and the police hear how the Glock soundComin' with the bullshit,And get shot downSucker free, no fly zone in my townAnd there ain't no discussionIt's simple,You try me we gonna get to bustin'I promise, my n***a, you want it, my n***a?My young niggaz ready, they goin' on guardThey act like they know ain't no GodWe so official, for sure, no facadeTrap, you shine like I glow in the darkStill got my. 44 in the doorEnough that I play with you,Homie get laid with youCement your feet, then it's off in the lake with youUnderestimate you, that mistake I couldn't make with youI hit you with the K,Myself and show you what the paper doAnd can't nobody handle you the way I doGive your boy a K or two, kill you in a day or twoAnd no disrespect, boy, you violate me no,We gonna handle thatBlow your a** off the mapAnd you still reachin' your hand out for no dapMy demonstration in exchange for your hatin'I put this flame all in your face,Boy you fakin'We come through in Mercedes and shoot you'd think Call of Duty would make itBacon, I get my moolah off topHe don't give me my moolah, off topGive a damn what the naysayers sayAnd we waitin' a day in the A with the K and I'm goneF**k these niggaz say they gonna kill meReally?Niggaz say they gonna kill meNiggaz say they gonna kill meReally?Niggaz say they gonna kill meN****s ain't gonna kill s**tI'm ridin' 'round, 7 pounds, n***a, with Will SmithIt's a whole heck of you all and a whole deck of cardsThis s**t right here you can't deal withTwo ice cubes and some cognacSpent some time in twin towers,I ain't goin' backSpent my commissary on some M&M's thinkin' I was EminemRunnin' Aftermath in all blackI'll slaughter your house with 5 9'sLeave all of you niggaz with 2 crooked eyesGot the Louisville Slugger, Big Papi OrtizKnockin' every button off your buttoned up sleevesPlease that's Jeezy the SnowmanComin' straight to your window like Bruh ManSaid I ain't killin' your dog but stealin' my hogAnd *****in’ my consciencePuttin' bullets in your Doberman, don't f**k with ComptonDon't you f**k with Kendrick, don't f**k with ProblemDon't f**k with yg, I'm Mr. Miyagi, Daniel San, I handle themMy handle's dumb, I had no gunF**k around, stomp you out in these Durant's or somethin'I bear arms like DurantulaThis rocket launcher'll blow your whole fu***n' mansion upAnd everybody got to die, put them candles upHow you get caught up in the web with tarantulas?And for you fu***n' dumb niggaz,Let me slow it downI can s***w you like Pimp and Big Moe aroundAnd when a n***a say "Timber",You don't need Ricky RubioTo let a n***a know it's goin' downF**k you clowns, yeahI put the word on you niggazGo A$Ap Ferg on you niggazBeen all through New York with DiddyMy verse'll Schmurda you niggazAnd that's not a shot at T. I. P. or a shot at GottiTake shots of Ciroc in a black BugattiGot a shotty in a backpack, napsackShawty got a black mac 11,I will catch that bodyLike Nasir and Hov when I'm 40 years oldI will still be the pilot that light up the stoveAnd be cookin' that crack 'til the Doctor come backAnd tell niggaz that Detox come out this OctoberLike Ol' Dirty b*****d,I'm finally soberAnd verses like this'll get me a new RoverGet you a new home and it's in a casketYour funeral boring,I'm glad that it's overSoulja!F**k these niggaz say they gonna kill meReally?Niggaz say they gonna kill meReally?Niggaz say they gonna kill meReally?Niggaz say they gonna kill me
