The Game - The Town Lyrics
Back on the block, nigga, chains on the rocks, niggaUsed to move yey, I should throw up the roc, niggaBack with the rocks, so I just throw up the mag2 fingers: now get the ski mask! This is body bag shit, that open the bag spliffOpen your lungs, a mutha*****in monster is what I've become? hotter than pablo escobar's stoveGot the? queensbridge escobar flowBrat! brat brat! 50 rounds'll knock you niggas downBen affleck from the town. this is my town niggaKing, mayor, all that. niggas better fall backBullets in your ballcap. p-u-s-s-y: that's what I call catsHardcore, die today if it brought biggie smalls backEyes low, 75 eighths, black war hatRed album, *****, everything else all-blackEyes low, 75 eighths, black war hatRed album, nigga, everything else all-blackNiggas keep saying that they run this townThey don't run this town, nigga I run this townNiggas keep playing when we come aroundI run them down, they wanted nowNiggas better break bread and niggas better fake deadI step in front of the beam and take it off of dre's headEverything's straight red: my *****, my car, the tip of my cigarMy philly match my scarfY'all niggas pushing light weightRyan russell niggas falling down, tryna put a hand up in my faceThe *****ing music's in danger, ain't a mic safeMick bibby, mick vick, nigga, mike jake4th album, cause I do my shit the right wayIn life? the fans gon wait, so have a nice dayI'mma have a nice ***** sitting in the white 6Coldest rapper alive: I write with an ice pickAnd I'm white sick, meaning that my bars I'll***** the world up, nigga, I'm an oil spillIn the 4-wheel, paint job orange peel, not like picasso, *****But I draw steelNiggas keep saying that they run this townThey don't run this town, nigga I run this townNiggas keep playing when we come aroundI run them down, they wanted nowI ain't never gave no *****, why would I start now?Everytime I get on the track, it's black hawk downI declare war, pulling niggas' cars nowAnd I ain't gotta ***** sarah palin to lay the law downBirds: knock em all downYou could push a ford nowUsed to ball like chris paul, I'm john ward nowStill bang dogg pound, I don't like how y'all soonNothing but a nigga in the real, try to floss nowI set the bridge on fire - try to cross nowStill ***** benzino, I don't care who run the source nowI got magazines inside of magazinesWoke up, laid everybody on the porch downKill the drums, the track is a corpse nowSpread my fingers when I chew? from georgetownThink it's a movie?But if it ain't a?I'm busting with the 4 pounds
