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The Game( Jayceon Terrell Taylor )
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Stop Talkin to the Cops
Oh! 50 guess who's back? Oh! 50 guess who's back you bitch ass nigga Hahaha! It's The Game nigga, your arch-nemesis I see'd your lil movie nigga. That shit was aight I swear I see'd this shit, look... 'If you was my best friend...' Hahahaha You got beat out by Chicken Little So that's your name: Chicken Little, bitch! Nigga you run with the coppers Word on the streets says you's a snitch Nigga stop talking to the coppers The whole NYC knows you's a bitch Nigga we took your choppers We'll hit you up and leave you in a ditch Nigga you cannot stop us Say my name that's only gon' make me rich Guess who's back in this motherfucker Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com More beef than USDA Now who the fuck wanna play with the California king Stash box in all 5 of my cars nigga Living the California dream And I ain't gotta pay no cops All I gotta do is make sure Yayo flop First week 200, that's all he got Second week 68, and the number 10 spot Third week 30, 000. Fourth week you stop I guess I'm your psychic friend cause of G-Unot And while you talking on the internet I'm loading slugs in the TEC Connecticut 5 hours away, and I rent a jet Turning Spider Loc against me for your benefit I still got love for Cuz but Blood been a vet Real niggas ain't hard to find Come to your own hood and look under the G-Unot sign [Fat Rat(spoken)] G g g g, not! You bitch ass niggas, I'm back I been waiting on this, nigga Yayo! Excuse me, Yay-ho! You bitch ass nigga, this is Fat Rat nigga Me and you nigga. Pay per view nigga We gon' be the under-card of the main event nigga With 50-snitch and my nigga, nigga And we gon' have another fight nigga My cousin Lisa, nigga She gon' fight, umm, Banks bitch ass nigga For the card under me and you I couldn't wait til they cut this motherfucking mic on nigga I ain't no rapper nigga But I'm rapping nigga, like you wit that bullshit nigga You gon' sit yo old ass down nigga You be 36 in December nigga Aftermath nigga! Black Wall Street nigga! Oliver! I was on your bitch ass last night on Santa Monica nigga Nigga I do my research, there's a bunch of homosexuals down there on Santa Monica nigga Yeah nigga I got it on footage Chasing your bitch ass, Oliver! You ain't finna fool the people nigga, let motherfuckers know I'mma get yo bitch ass stripped, and take a picture nigga Show your shit swinging cos you ain't had the operation nigga Tell that bitch ass nigga 50 to pay for that motherfucker to get sliced off nigga So next time you put some shorts on that video, a big ass bulge gon' be sitting their nigga Cos I got everybody looking for it nigga Nigga balls all squished up like that nigga You bitch motherfucker Stop snitchin' and stop lyin'! Nigga talking 'bout 'Get Rich or Die Tryin'' nigga Yeah nigga you gon' Die Tryin' nigga! Nigga Get Rich nigga, bitch ass nigga Niggas gon' find out you out there nigga tryna, Pay something to happen to somebody you know where they end up nigga They already own all of us nigga Like I tell niggas nigga I know about 4 agencies watching me So therefore, yo bitch ass gon' end up in one of these California prisons nigga Then what you gon' do nigga Martha made it but I guarantee you won't nigga Black Wall... wait a minute THE Black Wall Street nigga You better make sure you respect it nigga and say 'the' T-H-E nigga, not T-H-A nigga! Nigga I got hooks and all! Brazil and Wilmington! You bitch ass nigga! Nigga 50 said that I'm only known in a 8-block radius But nigga this the motherfucking 8-block radius I wanna be known in It's motherfucking Beverly Hills nigga Shit, how I get here, man? You help me? You ain't help me do shit. Sucker ass nigga I lost fans fucking wit you nigga You a motherfucking snitch, the whole world know you a snitch You whole family know you a snitch, even your son know you a snitch nigga Gon' tell his teacher he been acting bad at home nigga Put the nigga on punishment nigga
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