Hustlers-The Game

歌手 : The Game
专辑 : The R.E.D. emption
语种 : 英语
时长 : 03:13

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TXT Hustlers-The Game 文本歌词

Hustlers (骗子) - The Game (Jayceon)
Nas he a QB-QB true G
Do the history
Way before The Firm like back in the day
Nas was the first New York ni**a rappin' with Dre
So of course I got a track to bring it back to your face
The one kid that would've been Aftermath that got away
But we still get together like every several years
To sprinkle a little bit of Heaven for your ears
Relax sippin' Calico in Rio stupid f**kers
Low-key no G's but it's still Gucci luggage
I love Cape Cod and watchin' fly b**ches with grey eyes
Wrestle in a tub of KY to get my day by
I like to celebrate why - 'cause I can vision
Collages and images of my life with no regrets or hate
So every breath I take is all about the rules
It's hard for you to breathe like you at high altitude
So crack the Patron it's on heathens The God's back
Hard body Mr Jones never leavin'
Hustlers dealers drop-top riders
Make that cake cop two five fivers
Pimps and players platinum diamonds
East to West Coast we riders
He a Compton-Compton O G
(Mix that with a QB-QB true G)
(What you got's) A concoction of some different ghetto blocks
(West Coast kill the tracks) East Coast gunshots
He a Compton-Compton O G
(Mix that with a QB-QB true G)
(What you got's) A concoction of some different ghetto blocks
(West Coast kill the tracks) East Coast gunshots
1995 eleven years from today
I'm in the record shop with choices to make
"Illmatic" on the top shelf "The Chronic" on the left homie
Wanna cop both but only got a twenty on me
So f**k it I stole both spent the twenty on a dub sack
Ripped the package off "Illmatic" and bumped that
For my niggaz it was too complex when Nas rhymed
I was the only Compton ni**a with a "New York State of Mind"
Inside the d**e house bottlin' up sherm bangin' The Firm
Dre was king then so I waited my turn
Fast forward now I'm makin 'em burn
Ended my peers careers hollered at Nas a hard lesson was learned
So I reconciled my differences like he did with Jigga
I stopped beefin' with niggaz 'cause I'm "Ether" to niggaz
Comb the earth 'til there's no one left
"If I Ruled the World" I summons all you weak rap niggaz to death
He a Compton-Compton O G
(Mix that with a QB-QB true G)
(What you got's) A concoction of some different ghetto blocks
(West Coast kill the tracks) East Coast gunshots
Hustlers dealers drop-top riders
Make that cake cop two five fivers
Pimps and players platinum diamonds
East to West Coast we ridin'
Hustlers dealers drop-top riders
Make that cake cop two five fivers
Pimps and players platinum diamonds
East to West Coast we ridin'