Telephone Game

[Refrain]
Come on boys and girls, play the telephone game
Whisper to one person, it's hella gon change
They whisper to someone else and tell the wrong thang
When they whisper to someone else, they'll tell the wrong name
When it come back around, who the hell they gon blame?
Van Helsing ride up tryna impale their whole gang
You drew first blood cause you got some long fangs
Hating just because you hoes want fame

[Chorus]
Okay, what's his background? Did you check the source?
Did you bother to look and see if you respect the source?
Let a stranger whisper in your ear, posted and repeated it
If you knew the source, you probably would've deleted it
Yeah, you played the telephone game instead of checking facts
You ended up spreading a rumor that was started by a rat
Played the telephone game instead of checking facts
You ended up spreading a rumor that was started by a rat

[Verse 1]
Stupid bitch, tried to help a rat 50 Cent me
You fell for it, you already resent me
Only a select few willing to represent me
I went through Hell and this the gift the devil sent me
Terry Gonzales was a stranger from Modesto
He killed a kid, he was trying to make his rep grow
He went to Tracy, sent the sarge a little note
Said he had some information 'bout a murder he could quote
Okay, they came to see him and he asked 'em for immunity
District attorney rejected him with impunity
He made the choice to roll over on his homies
Like "fuck y'all, I'm going home as a parolee"
Gave the cops an interview like Geraldo Rivera
Telling everything he knew about Gerardo Herrera
And Victor Barragan and Luis Dominguez
Got life without parole and he was still pointing fingers

[Chorus]
Okay, what's his background? Did you check the source?
Did you bother to look and see if you respect the source?
Let a stranger whisper in your ear, posted and repeated it
If you knew the source, you probably would've deleted it
Yeah, you played the telephone game instead of checking facts
You ended up spreading a rumor that was started by a rat
Played the telephone game instead of checking facts
You ended up spreading a rumor that was started by a rat

[Verse 2]
Stupid bitch, come on Terry, tell the truth bro
You went to prison for killing the son of Kerry McDougall
A 14 year old boy, November in '02
Wrote the cops and snitched as soon as you got to Tracy, fool
You dropped out the Norte and went S.N.Y
Only to join another gang when you hit the other side
I was there minding my business making music
He slithered up on me asking how to do shit
I played stupid, I wouldn't give him the plug
Went and googled his name and, bang, there it was, dang
He started complaining, I wouldn't give him love
I ain't feel a lick of fear, nigga, this is what I does
Went and gave 'em the paperwork, told 'em to look it up
Turns out they were aware and none of 'em gave a fuck
Okay, they congregated and chose their next move
Demanded 2 G's from me and I laughed like "whoo"

[Chorus]
Okay, what's his background? Did you check the source?
Did you bother to look and see if you respect the source?
Let a stranger whisper in your ear, posted and repeated it
If you knew the source, you probably would've deleted it
Yeah, you played the telephone game instead of checking facts
You ended up spreading a rumor that was started by a rat
Played the telephone game instead of checking facts
You ended up spreading a rumor that was started by a rat

[Verse 3]
Bitch, I'll leave on a stretcher 'fore I give your ass a soup
Other than that, handle your business, do what you gotta do
I ain't hiding from you hoes, I survived worse than you
Salinas Valley '99, dirty weather, telling the truth
Okay, he pulled a knife on me and I hit him in the chin
His knees wobbled, he stabbed me and I hit his ass again
His homies tried to help him, fuck it, I'll slang with all y'all
On my feet the whole time, bitch, I never took a fall
The little homie from Cedar Block ran over to help
Muthafuckas started jumping on him, he was by himself
Ain't a cop bust a shot with the block gun or the mini
Signs say "no warning shots" but they ain't ever fire any
Okay, it's getting clear now, they working with the cops
I ain't surprised, I always seen 'em as the opp's
No charges, no court, I never said a thang
Then they hopped on the internet smutting up my name

[Refrain]
Come on boys and girls, play the telephone game
Whisper to one person, it's hella gon change
They whisper to someone else and tell the wrong thang
When they whisper to someone else, they'll tell the wrong name
When it comes back around, who the hell they gon blame
Van Helsing ride up tryna impale their whole gang
You drew first blood cause you got some long fangs
Hating just because you hoes want fame

[Chorus]
Okay, what's his background? Did you check the source?
Did you bother to look and see if you respect the source?
Let a stranger whisper in your ear, posted and repeated it
If you knew the source, you probably would've deleted it
Yeah, you played the telephone game instead of checking facts
You ended up spreading a rumor that was started by a rat
Played the telephone game instead of checking facts
You ended up spreading a rumor that was started by a rat