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the game - face of l.a. كلمات الأغنية

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i thought i leave u n-gg-s wit a lil sumthin to play wit while i finish my f-ckin alb-m every body wants to no when the f-ck my alb-m comin out
when ever the f-ck i drop it wait…

here the breakdown before i tell yall who i be i gotta say proof r.i.p thats for em the 40 oz spillin thats for him i got the system in the bently on blast for him i go bananas like plastic timbs and my lyrics go over a n-gg-s head like a new era brim and i bang like a new era brim translation a brim is a blood like me a mac 10 any n-gg- want the drama i reach for the mac 10 make the 50 cap spin till it peel back skin eazy baby u dont wanna belive me baby yeeeeaahh like jeezy baby l.a on my face the logo from the dodger brim im the face of l.a u gunna see alot him the n-gg-z behind me u gunna see alot them enough n-gg-z behind me to fill up every room at the ramada inn a and r’s at the label like not again every time we put a n-gg- out game slaughter them catch u in the alley wut u gunna do wit out yo man feel like im bishop standin over radamans u n-gg-z b-tches throwin rocks then hide ya hands till i chew yo -ss up like flinstone vitimans i smell p-ssy somebody let the cats loose im the drama king u think i found papoose whos next to put on the rat suit i f-ck em doggy style u can go ask snoop while i b-mp this mobb deep in the caddilac coupe haha nah i really like track numba 2 so i put a 100 bars on it u couldnt make my freestyle whack if u put chico debarg on it im so hard homie i swear to god homie 50 cent still bet his f-ckin black card on me be kool cuz when the heats drew the hollow tips will f-ck up yo stomach like seafood my n-gg-z hungry when they look at u they see food give up or i see u in the icu wit a bed and sum iv’s to nursery teachin yo -ss how to chew f-ck this rap sh-t n-gg- i got a shoe the next colour on the shelf is north carolina blue im gettin married she from north carolina too but u wont catch me in the north carolina blue if u see me in riley jus slidin threw throw ur rags in the air like north carolinens do be4 u run up think about wut ur tryin to do cuz the 12 gauge eat n-gg-s like parinah food on my son i push yo head backwords cuz ill never ever be the next dead rapper id rather be alive pushin sum 2008 sh-t cuz u gotta be dead in a box to be sum bodys favorite im not sayin im about to go where mase went but u wont find me upside down on the pavement im behind the desk on sum jay sh-t sum n-gg-z dont want me to shine can u say snitch black wall street n-gg-z come out and spray sh-t ak spit give that mayback a face lift
now back to the basics my flow so amazin if this was 88 and i could rap i would weigh u out like a6 weigh u out like that ugly -ss bay sh-t funny -ss jackets got the hood on sum gay sh-t the look like nikes wit stars on em face it the whole world blind errbody on the race sh-t roll a blunt and get higher then a sp-ce sh-t touch the sky n-gg- im on that kayne sh-t back in the day i used to b-mp jazzo run up on u take yo money and yo skateboard i was a -sshole now i blast 4 leave him on the gr-ss swole kickin and pushin like lupe fiasco i got a jab like floyd even sab no try to play the game get punched up like gl-ss joe hip hop cops on my d-ck hit the ave slow mad cuz i get love in new york like dimaggio brooklyn n-gg-z say im nuts like pistachios see me in the 64 wonder why the -ss is low i got the bricks in it that real yayo that tony montana drop the sh-t off the pedro i buy guns but the tons bullets by the case load we can find osama when i say so i got n-gg-z flyin in from san deigo thatll smoke the town turn it into wako come through give yo whole hood a make over sit on the block in the bullet proof range rover make u fade to black and i aint hova think about that be4 u say the game over

u no i usually talk alotta sh-t at the end of my m-th- f-ckin freestyles but they aint n-body else left to beef wit….one

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