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Songs | Albums | Album Arts
| Song: | Start N Tha Game |
| Album: | True Story | Genres: | Urban |
| Year: | 1999 |
Length: | 277 sec |
Lyrics:
Start n tha game, you're gonna dress up like yourself Cause the nigga always tryna play to the death Start n tha game, you're gonna dress up like yourself Cause the nigga always tryna play to the death Start n tha game, start, start, start n tha game Start, start, start n tha game, start, start Start n tha game, it was hard tryna get paid I finally handled Venus, learned the truth, sell the trade I love the big spaces When the money's slowly flowin' with the tables mutha turbin' Cause the girls is slowly growin' with big cluckers in my state In my pocket, keep that cash always strapped With that glock in case I got to go somewheres It's a fucked up game and you gotta watch your back For jealous niggas doin' bad Constructed, try to check it, try to check it Watch your back and you have to leave a stack And a dookie and a face, so it's a must to start the gang But never take a step if I'm for a killin' G Get some gays on up and I end up on flash Be the young juvenile introduced to that dub life Shit is all good, I strap that glock in a pocket Like a kid, it gets me acting, I'm in some fuckin' water The dog can't pay you somethin', but that shit is gets me harder I'm in some drama, got my glock, I'm bout to do a nigga I'm kinda spittin' my flag and shakin' on that fuckin' trigger Brr-rub-a-dub, that the sounds that you would hear Duh-duh-duh-duh-duh, we be ringin' in your fuckin' ear I made a mistake and I don't want you to do the same Never trust a nigga when you start playin' that dub game Start n tha game, you're gonna dress up like yourself Cause the nigga always tryna play to the death Start n tha game, you're gonna dress up like yourself Cause the nigga always tryna play to the death Start n tha game, start, start, start n tha game Start, start, start n tha game, start, start But when I thought about it, I was tired of waitin' on the third The mailman pass, we go, we catch it, and I'll get certain I pop a lot like I wanted to, enough to go through the week Some money in my pocket, I'm fresh, gettin' shoes on my feet Oh, yeah, they went naggin' grand, but I could do better than that So I got some clutters, and I strapped me a fuckin' gang I heard Moon was flippin' and makin' some good deals He broke me a promise, so then I knew this nigga was for real Fucked from a slab, then I woke up to a 8-ball The 8-ball jumped back, so I stole me a photo, y'all The pics I roll in my pockets, me team bigger Strapped with these triggers, run up, I would do the nigga I fell up one time, I played myself like a mouse My mama clipped the bottle, caught a quaker in her house That brung me down, I had to up it, did I get it back? Never did that favor, I broke my 30 locks That crack, I waited two weeks, I was ready, you know to win Look how we movin', then I jump back on the set again Cause I'm a gangsta, could never, never be lame I'm tellin' y'all, when I started with that duck gang Start n tha game, you're gonna dress up like yourself Cause the nigga always tryna play to the death Start n tha game, you're gonna dress up like yourself Cause the nigga always tryna play to the death Start n tha game, start, start, start n tha game Start, start, start n tha game, start, start A nigga got a contract on you for a hundred G's First believe, you caught a slippin', nigga, gon' make you bleed Behind that money, your own mimes will take you out Niggas on your back, so daddy, you better walk the fuck out Free by the time, get the fuck out, nigga Tryna get y'all, take it, gotta split y'all A nigga tryna get your ass, y'all get drunk in the block Everybody on your drip, nigga, tryna get rich Nigga tryna say your ass a hit You got all your money out the bank You full of that damn money, how's that get ya? You tryna bank up a penny Get the fuck, get him off your back You got your parents rising, and you tryna lie on top Caught a plane to Canada, tryna let it cool down Come back two years later, can't spend all that on time You keep teleporting me strong, haven't hopped a gang for too long Nigga, let's get it on, yeah, I'm about to take ya, nigga Don't slip and tell your business to no one Drive the car, she never want it, tryna got the fucking money You get two niggas that doing bad from your old clique Get the nigga, we trade it, you get some young niggas that stolen Look who you've known again, rollin' on top of water Sucked in a baller, off him, I'm just in the fucking water Start n tha game, you're gonna dress up like yourself Cause the nigga always tryna play to the death Start n tha game, you're gonna dress up like yourself Cause the nigga always tryna play to the death Start n tha game, start, start, start n tha game Start, start, start n tha game, start, start Start n tha game, start, start, start n tha game Start, start, start n tha game, start, start Start n tha game, start, start, start n tha game Start, start, start n tha game, start, start Start n tha game, start, start, start n tha game Start, start, start n tha game, start, start Start n tha game, yeah, start n tha game Start, start,you be on it just by your fucking self
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