The Game

[Verse 1: Mysonne]
Y'all ain't killers, y'all stand up comics
[?] I caught [?] to make you vomit
Fuck around, get robbed on the red carpet
Have you on your knees like you eslomic in your garmets
All I want is the jewels, nigga keep your wallets
Killers move in silance
Catch you out of bounds, nock you off balance
Ya'll niggas is clowns, my part of town freek killers
Your part of town, freak snitches
Bitch ass niggas
Everybody tryna get rich fast, nigga
Everybody gotta rat
And every hood rat chick I knew took they income tax check and got a [?]
I ain't mad at ya, you heard 2pac
I like the way them curves looking, plus the boob job
Look up to you god, when times get rough
And I fucks with Kay Slay, cause he ride with Gruff
Line them up, knock them all down like bolling pins
I ain't gotta say too much, you already know it's him
[?]
They reppin, whole Harlem down without a question

[Verse 2: McGruff]
The game different, you lames with it
Way these niggas dress, you can't tell me they ain't women
I ain't with it
I'm in a whole different lane
Get respect cause I came into the game
[?] give a nigga nothing
Grind and I earned my [?]
Game was [?] been mines the first time
Life teaches lessons, nigga and I learned mine
[?] worst time
Can I get an eh men, like it's church time
[?] Google the search mines
[?]
I prefer peace, but if you shoot at me, it's war
Don't believe in the law
I believe that the lord put a nigga here to fight till he ain't breathing no more
More blacks die [?]
We gon kkeep shooting [?] till we start shooting them back
Motherfucker

[Verse 3: Freeway]
Motherfucker trust I got the ratchit on
I don't rock with these other rappers, they be rapping wrong
All them niggas sound alike, they should do a rap along
I left them over there, ccause I'm lightyears passed them all
[?] pull a clip, [?] cast them off
Gun this shit, man I run this shit like a triathlon
You wanna go outside and play, you gotta ask your dad
You wanna grind and get this paper, you gotta ask the don
[?]
[?]
[?] me and [?]
Dick eaters, you chearleaders need palm palms
I'm on the northside of Philly with a [?]
I will never leave her, cause [?]
If you copping, gotta grab more than [?]
This shit is interesting, boy I'm thinking [?]
My Colt 45 put an end to guys
My knife gut you niggas, when I put it in a guy
What's wrong with these new rap niggas wearing dresses and blouses?
Acting like they into guys, [?] favorite color indago
All y'all gotta go, cause you're living lies
[?] that's a friend of mine
AK spray be the cause of your demise

[Verse 4: Trick Trick]
[?] world turning counter clockwise
Salute to the wise that choose to rise
Above these dudes in disguise
Grown ass men with a [?]
I don't fuck with this new age shit they say I'm [?]
[?] polish
Me and Slay go [?] I promis
Put these niggas on the scales, for real let's be honest
Really don't want these fucking problems
I round them up like [?]
[?]
If we [?] about my money, then homie [?] meet you at your mama's
[?]
Fuck the police, you better call Obama
Soon as the drama get to poppin, ain't no turning back
That white powdery substance [?] with that
Never use it or abuse it cause the homie [?] never get high off your own supply
See you little [?] queens
All on the 'Gram with your Lean
Bragging bout you just popped a bean
Dragging in a dress, [?] beam on your forhead
You ain't even know that
[?] little cocksuckers
Keep your bitch ass [?] cocksucker
You a fuck nigga, [?] brothers
[?] every city you show up in outnumbered