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Untold Story 2004 - Black Wall Street The Game Lyrics
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Feat JT the Bigga Figga). You can catch five, or catch me in the CL-5. Whatever way dog, the Game get live. Keepin it gangsta in a P.D. city velour. Late night I'm in Dublin's and I got myself a four. The hood love me, hoodrats gotta hug me. Pop ex, spark the buba, the shit get ugly. Rock the mic anywhere, and I ain't talkin 'bout a concert dog. Talkin 'bout ten niggaz in Converse dog. Get it crackin like we out in the yard, and the warden's watchin. Only difference is the whores is watchin. I'm a maniac...
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Other 2006 - Black Wall Street The Game Lyrics
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It's Ok (One Blood). Dre, I see dead people. Blood, Blood, Blood, Blood-Blood-Blood [x3]. Thought I was Dead. I'm the Doctor's Advocate, nigga dre shot ya. Brought me back from the dead, that's why they call him the doctor. The (after)'math don't drop them. That's why 50 ain't rockin' with him. No more, IT'S OKAY, I get it poppin'. Like a '64 impala. Drink cris, throw it up. Call the shit hydraulics. Then piss in the cup. Call the shit hypnotic. Spit crack and shit chronic. And you new niggaz ain't shit.
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West Coast Resurrection 2005 - Black Wall Street The Game Lyrics
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West Coast Resurrection 2005. The Streetz Of Compton. G-Man Stan, yeah mayne. I see you done put together one of them tracks mayne. Let me get on down here to the C-P-T. Better known as Compton mayne. Get my young homey The Game, y'knahmean? Young nigga up outta Compton mayne, y'knahmsayin? This 2002, we gon' see what it do mayne. Now everybody wanna know the truth about a nigga named Game. I come from the hub and every ghetto ain't the same. A lot of people already know exactly where it's at. Nowww Comp...
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The Documentary 2005 - Black Wall Street The Game Lyrics
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Alot of people are advocated that the rich gets richer and the poor gets poorer. Thats only because you dont understand. Whats going to happen to you, you see its all just a game ladies and gentlemen,. And the quality of your living depends entirely upon your ability to play the game,. And i play the game. Crip niggaz, Blood niggaz, Essay's, Asians,. Dominicans, Puerto Ricans, White Boyz, Jamaicans,. Latin Kingz, Disciples, Vicelords, Hatians,. All these mutha fuckas been patiently waiting,. Run up on my...
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Untold Story: Volume II 2005 - Black Wall Street The Game Lyrics
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Untold Story: Volume II 2005. Yo, it's the nigga with the nasty flow and the clean rag six-four. With the D's spinnin I can bag a ho. Top down so my rag can show, whatever in the dutch. Purple or orange haze it's just a bag of 'dro. Hit snatch with my khakis on, Aladdin Lounge. In Mark Jacobs denim and Don Magli's on. I'm a gangsta and the birds they love it. 20 with a babyface and sit on base like Kirby Puckett. You can't buy a Ferrari fuck it, cop lle' from J. The bricks come with Louis Vuitton luggage.
