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the game – f the source كلمات اغاني

intro:
(the game:)
till you stop f_cking asking me man

(malice:)
malice

the game:
i’m from g_unit

(malice:)
h_town k!lla cali
(the game:)
for the 15th f_cking time

(malice:)
apt.3 and dna entertainment, so bang it and we gettin in
your motherf_cking tank sack

(the game:)
f_ck dave mays

(malice:)
f_ck b.e.t. mtv 106 & park all these pac inmatators all the
radio stations

(the game:)
f_ck the source

(malice:)
the bullsh_t magazines f_ck the mainstream benzino, chris, i’ll clothe his ass
f_ck jake hemenum

[games verse 1]
n_gga you ain’t a gangsta stop frontin b_tch
‘fo i’ll pull that 4.5 and blaze your 6
you might catch me in oak_town with an amazing b_tch
her boyfriend star point guard for the new york knicks
homie that’s star_bury i sit her down flip her round d_ck her down and roll a purple haze in the strawberry
switcher sweet you my pumpkin, give a tricker treat i’ll do anything for a b_tch accept l!ck her peach
one more thing i never take a b_tch to eat
you gotta pay for your own meal but the d_ck is free
i love my chain you can’t get sh_t from me i almost died in 2001 that’s “black history”
you can’t understand that then the pistol speak
i g_ngb_ng and shoot rocks like pistol pete
you see them cops on my block then wistel g, slash l.w.o.p
yeah they can’t stop ya possibly
they can’t yell g_unit
they can’t rock the watch
they can’t drive that new vanquish and drop the top
they can’t sign with dre, and come back to the block
(chorus 2x)
give it up for the westside we been
grindin for years, sober here on these streets
only spit with magazines they fed jumped open up
and exposed our life they tryna hold us down but
it’s in our blood to fight

(malice)
throw your motherf_cking w’s to the sky
f_ck these tators

[malice verse 2]
y’all got fat while we starvin sh_t talk and sash out your classic
cars that’s ours it’s not the first new york, had to start strip walk
man these toys ain’t for children silly us slangin you don’t be seeing us on stage like your
boy’s in da buildin
f_ckin radio these f_g raps i can’t stand the sound get blazed with the auto mac turn that
bandana around before you cause somethin to happen please stop f_ckin rappin on pac’s
sh_t i got sick with nas , in “thugz mansion” dave ruined the classic song and so did cam’ ron ja rule too
this midget needs a booth and the booth is stanarsh just to reach the mics finish
albums sabatizing the source of course, benzino bleeding someone get this man a tampon
“rayray” i stave may’s for a race he told him tighten up your braids and quit
actin so g_yish this sh_t funny you not even smart enough for verses you big dummy
you sound like giant r_t_rded person

(chorus 2x)
(deep voice background)
boo!! benzino and the source
hoo

(malice laughing background)

[malice verse 3]
attacking “eminem” it coulda been the worse mistake you ever made
ex_fans you’re like a dad to them you taught them they should never hate
while the rest didn’t hate it i spectated never expected the source jail issue
with no ex_rated upon his magazine be the streets, lets talk statistics
if “big” was the best i guess “pac” never existed, have y’all been sick
as non_civilence nonscious got affended while she cop block’s rock when
“lox smith” ripped it it’s today of mystery you don’t give two f_cks i see tho r.i.p
for mister c hip_nanna crip nut i tore up double “xxl” all my “xl” with a bomb
threat cause i got units left to sell and y’all even put me on (didn’t it?”)
i been exposed to show treck’s “benzino” need’s his face broken this too
murder_r issues need to get thrown away just for sellin_out, sorry this is how i
feel about the f_ckin situation occupation time to spill it out this ain’t casino
“ray_benzino” got no mafia set you bout connected as your neckless when they sn_tch it off your neck, “apt.3/dna” f_ck “mtv” play these punk’s ‘ll get jumped rollin, showin back to f_ckin “vma.”

(chorus 2x)

[outro]
(malice talking)
la la if you hear this i’m not mad at you i just want to put it
in your b_tt
everybody seem so happy they one trl family i’m not so happy
i’m broke and i know i got at least half a talent as some of these motherf_ckers and making millions of dollars how come we ain’t making million’s of dollars how come, we’re f_ckin starvin wow
i wish i had a big magazine to back me up without my money so i could put out all these
bullsh_t albums do street credit billity off of like benzino f_ggot what you
got against white people aren’t you half white got me thinkin d_mn i need
to look at my own raps see if i write to say the “n” word

[the game talking]
the n_gga said he was sorry man
he didn’t mean to call ’em black b_tches see it’s
only bout 15 man godd_mn man, let a n_gga eat man
this n_gga “benzino” done made it his motherf_ckin, everyday
life to try to k!ll this n_gga “eminem” man leave us the f_ck alone, n_gga “g_unit” aftermath, shady, blackwall street, interscope
b_tch!!

(malice talking)
ha ha
game, malice
redo
that’s how we do
and i’m out f_ck y’all
2005
quit drinking haterade motherf_ckers
ah

- the game

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