The Game Lyrics by Def Squad
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(keith murray)
We bes hard to the core, sleepin on the floor,
Step on stage, the fly girls adore,
With the wicked rhymes that you never heard before
The lyrical lexicon, matadors metaphor...
(redman)
I be like, yes-yes yallin, to the life beatin,
The funk-diggy doc be comin through non-sweetened,
The 7-g steven, I give you 10 minutes of that high-powered shit
Til your heart stops beatin...
(erick sermon)
? ? ? s the new member, flows tight, lethal,
Scarin those like I made the scream 2 sequel
Still the grandmaster with the two mcs
Def squad, keith murray, and the r-e-d...
(keith murray)
And it dont make sense going against -
I got too many styles, e got too much experience,
Now you can swim or sink or jerk to think
Or you could freshen up or let your dirty-ass stink,
I dont give a fuck...
(redman)
Wagga, wagga, wagga...
Now why you tryin to get funky like my name big bub,
Im from the def squad nigga, so show me some love,
When I spit, I grab the dick, Im like puff
I cant stop until Im in helicopter cockpits...
(erick sermon)
Aint that right, e-dub the top civilian, humble,
With about sixteen million, stay hard rock
Like if I was charles dutton, if you got balls to test, then yo,
Push the button...
(keith murray)
Yo, push comes to shove, we rise above,
And stay dedicated to rap like ghetto love,
People gettin mad from the money we makin,
But theyve been playahatin since days of rollerskatin...
(redman)
Yo whats yo name digga, comin through non-stop,
I be that nigga fuckin your girlfriend on your block
And when I bust that 360 degrees, Im not busta
But put your hands where I can see...
(erick sermon)
Cant be faded, me and my squad is r-rated,
Hear my boys rockin to somethin, you can bet I made it,
If not, confiscate it, its like fake, it wasnt made by me,
Red - showem who you be...
(redman)
Oh, its my turn to burn, to wax again,
It bes that nigga robbin your crib with the mack-10
With my nigga e-dub, causin troub, murder ya like o.j.
With the fuckin same glove...
(keith murray)
And it-aint-no half-steppin, shit,
We gets to rappin like a nuclear weapon,
And yall dont blow up, and we always do,
Take our advice, and yall could blow up too
We bes hard to the core, sleepin on the floor,
Step on stage, the fly girls adore,
With the wicked rhymes that you never heard before
The lyrical lexicon, matadors metaphor...
(redman)
I be like, yes-yes yallin, to the life beatin,
The funk-diggy doc be comin through non-sweetened,
The 7-g steven, I give you 10 minutes of that high-powered shit
Til your heart stops beatin...
(erick sermon)
? ? ? s the new member, flows tight, lethal,
Scarin those like I made the scream 2 sequel
Still the grandmaster with the two mcs
Def squad, keith murray, and the r-e-d...
(keith murray)
And it dont make sense going against -
I got too many styles, e got too much experience,
Now you can swim or sink or jerk to think
Or you could freshen up or let your dirty-ass stink,
I dont give a fuck...
(redman)
Wagga, wagga, wagga...
Now why you tryin to get funky like my name big bub,
Im from the def squad nigga, so show me some love,
When I spit, I grab the dick, Im like puff
I cant stop until Im in helicopter cockpits...
(erick sermon)
Aint that right, e-dub the top civilian, humble,
With about sixteen million, stay hard rock
Like if I was charles dutton, if you got balls to test, then yo,
Push the button...
(keith murray)
Yo, push comes to shove, we rise above,
And stay dedicated to rap like ghetto love,
People gettin mad from the money we makin,
But theyve been playahatin since days of rollerskatin...
(redman)
Yo whats yo name digga, comin through non-stop,
I be that nigga fuckin your girlfriend on your block
And when I bust that 360 degrees, Im not busta
But put your hands where I can see...
(erick sermon)
Cant be faded, me and my squad is r-rated,
Hear my boys rockin to somethin, you can bet I made it,
If not, confiscate it, its like fake, it wasnt made by me,
Red - showem who you be...
(redman)
Oh, its my turn to burn, to wax again,
It bes that nigga robbin your crib with the mack-10
With my nigga e-dub, causin troub, murder ya like o.j.
With the fuckin same glove...
(keith murray)
And it-aint-no half-steppin, shit,
We gets to rappin like a nuclear weapon,
And yall dont blow up, and we always do,
Take our advice, and yall could blow up too
Send "The Game" Ringtone to your Cell
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