Game Spittas

Hook x2: LeS

You rolling with them game spitters
Switches and Range rippers
100 Daytons on that foreign sitting low
We keep it playa nigga, better ask your ho
Ask your ho nigga, ask yo bitch nigga

[Verse 1: Le$]
Riding through the city like we can't stop
Mighta seen me dropping off a bitch on your block
Sunroof tinted and you can smell the gas
Them niggas be hot but they don't ever last
Jet Life, man you gotta deal with us forever
Don't fuck with them imitators we do it better
Gold frames, spittin' game like I was 40-Water
It ain't too many out here going harder
Kicking back at the crib I'm just inhaling the smoke
Trying to figure how to put some triple gold on them spokes
Throw that shit on something new
Bend a corner on your bitch
Know my niggas riding too
And they all gonna hit a switch
Still dressing like a hustler, G Nikes with them Dickies
Never with the trendy shit, all ya'll niggas looking silly
We forever keep it G, just the way we was raised
Man you fucking with the players that don't ever get played

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[Verse 2: Mr. Marcelo]
Far as my city you niggas know that I own it
Real boss moves, I remind niggas atone it
Sliding through my city, smoking on something sticky
I don't fuck with them niggas, I mostly ride with my bitches
Yah homie we livin, even when you don't see us
So I can't blame imitators for trying to be us
But I be on that high shit, so I don't even see 'em
Me and LeS in the BM, prolly catch a ride with your BM
Most niggas don't understand us, so they fear it
But I be smoking shit so loud I don't even hear it
But I can teach game to any nigga who catch it
Triple OG boy I can teach you some lessons
Now I be steppin' in my Pumas
Eggshell white like they was delivered from Cuba
Jet Life
Ya'll niggas can get used to
Real boss niggas, when you us salute us

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