Game lyrics
Game lyrics
"Hate It Or Love It lyrics"
Let The Guitar Do The Talkin' lyrics
(Kelly Garrett/Craig Wiseman)I was in a band, we were scheduled to appear At a little roadhouse called the Get Down HereA cinder block building with a hand-painted signHunkered down straddling the county linesWhen the crowd rolled in they were a motley mixThere were truckers and bikers and locals from the sticksEach one
(Kelly Garrett/Craig Wiseman)I was in a band, we were scheduled to appear At a little roadhouse called the Get Down HereA cinder block building with a hand-painted signHunkered down straddling the county linesWhen the crowd rolled in they were a motley mixThere were truckers and bikers and locals from the sticksEach one
[50 Cent]
Ya, let's take em back
Uh huh
Comin up I was confused my momma kissin a girl
Confusion occurs comin up in the cold world
Daddy ain't around probably out commitin felonies
My favorite rapper used to sing ch-check out my melody
I wanna live good, so should I sell dope for a fo-finger ring
One of them gold ropes
Santa told me if I pass could get a sheep skin coat
If I can move a few packs and get the hat, now that'd be dope
Tossed and turned in my sleep at night
Woke up the next morning niggas done stole my bike
Different day same shit, ain't nothing good in the hood
I'd run away from this bitch and never come back if I could
Defeat lyrics
Your eyes fall You're staring at your shoes again Head bowed through a view of the nonsense A losing streak just left you sitting staring through space Summer's gone & all the leaves have fallen On & on the only one to know Withdrawn Staring at your shoes again Same piece of carpet same losing streak A losing streak jus
[Chorus (50 then Game):]Your eyes fall You're staring at your shoes again Head bowed through a view of the nonsense A losing streak just left you sitting staring through space Summer's gone & all the leaves have fallen On & on the only one to know Withdrawn Staring at your shoes again Same piece of carpet same losing streak A losing streak jus
Hate it or love it the underdog's on top
And I'm gonna shine homie until my heart stop
Go head' envy me
I'm raps MVP
And I ain't goin nowhere so you can get to know me
Hate it or love it the underdog's on top
And I'm gonna shine homie until my heart stop
Go head' envy me
I'm raps MVP
And I ain't goin nowhere so you can get to know me
[Game]
On the grill of my lowrider
Guns on both sides right above the gold wires
I'll fo-five em
Kill a nigga on my song but really do it
Thats the true meaning of a ~ghostwriter~
10 g'z will take ya daughter out of Air Forces
Believe you me homie i know all
Justified Violence lyrics
Tough times ahead of meTough times behindI fight for my life, I fight till I dieI fight to save my mindIt's justified violenceIt burns from withinSometimes a man must fightIt's not always a sinIt's not a sin!Justified violenceJustified violence!An innocent victim becomes the pun,hat thriving fools in search o
bout lossesTough times ahead of meTough times behindI fight for my life, I fight till I dieI fight to save my mindIt's justified violenceIt burns from withinSometimes a man must fightIt's not always a sinIt's not a sin!Justified violenceJustified violence!An innocent victim becomes the pun,hat thriving fools in search o
I'm from Compton where the wrong colors be cautious
One phone call will have ya body dumped in Marcy
I stay strapped like car seats
Been bangin since my lil nigga Rob got killed for his Barkley's
That's 10 years I told Pooh in 95' I'd kill you if you try me for my Air Max 95s
Told Banks when i met him imma ride
And if I gotta die rather homicide
I ain't have 50 Cent when my Grandmomma died
Now i'm goin back to Cali with my Jacob on
See how time fly?
[Chorus - 50 Cent]
From the beginnin to the end
Losers lose, winners win
This is real we ain't got to pretend
The cold world that we in
Is full of pressure and pain
Enough
Silence Broken lyrics
Careless whispers drifting by the ears, trust in no one, silence broken by careless whispers You've got a lot to say, but I'm not listening, and I've got a lot to say, that your ears are not hearing Back and forth how much time can we waste? Hold your tongue and swallow hard, How much more can we take? So who are you? Who am I? Who are
of me nigga now listen to GameCareless whispers drifting by the ears, trust in no one, silence broken by careless whispers You've got a lot to say, but I'm not listening, and I've got a lot to say, that your ears are not hearing Back and forth how much time can we waste? Hold your tongue and swallow hard, How much more can we take? So who are you? Who am I? Who are
[Game]
Used to see 5-0 throw the crack by the bench
Now i'm fuckin with ~5-0~ it's all startin to make ~sense~
My moms happy she ain't gotta pay the rent
And she got a red bow on that brand new Benz
Waitin on Sha Money to land sittin in the Range
Thinkin how they spend 30 million dollars on airplanes
When there's kids starvin
Pac is gone and Brendas still throwin babies in the garbage
I wanna know what's goin on like i hear Marvin
No school books they use that wood to build coffins
Whenever I'm in the booth and i get exhausted
I think what if Marie Banker got that abortion
I love ya Ma'
[Chorus X2]