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G.A.M.E (Album Version )

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Yeah

Okay don't even read it n**a

I got the scene

Know if m**g philly boy you n**a

I'm fucking my feeling all that

And these state property p crack

In l a g a m e so please don't take me

Yo that four five keep holding your boy damn

One lean out in a lie for everything in the ground

And i ain't tryna brack

But the s five pound keep shitting on the ass

Every time i flex brown

Now i got my mind still thinking her boy good

I kiss her for i leave to hit you up in the hood

A n**a believe and pd don't need good

And i'm g a m e so please don't set me

This one is for my hood hunger ain't under the hood

They sitting

On my lap my cap is under my hood

Good my aim good i'm doing this like i shouldn't

I'm g a m e so please don't test me

She bang up in the hood with c's denny low

L d took the scooter he coming back with the smoke

See niggas in the hood

Niggas banging and niggas up in it

G a m c so please don't test me

Still i roll with pity crack i drink booze for free

Smoke a pound with young gunners

Bust a mac with beans now it's state p

Mask out mafia gang and them slugs go sting

Crack the skull and your brain and sing joe

Ass a lullaby

N**a more money more problems

More murder more homicide

Bang bang mafia gang we let the drama ride

G a m e so please don't tempt me

No i'll pop you cause i'm high and paranoid

Sometimes i feel like my niggas is hammer

Boys beat you to a pope like sugar danny boy

G a m e so please don't tempt me

No i'mma squeeze to my clips on empty empty

Every piece of slug all of your bentley

So don't tempt me n**a i get busy

G a m g please don't death me well they call me b mac

But today i got the k

I got the i got the i don't think you wanna play okay

My chopper clips hold a hundred copper sticks and i'm g

A m e with them things off safety uh

I play the hood you see up the no good

Keep my vest on my chest under my s p hood

I'm good and my squad are burning woods

And i'm g a f e so please don't test me uh

It ain't no thing for me to swing around your block

With them machines that go hot

Get off the single for the cops

Ain't nobody seen squad

All they did was hurt the shots and i'm g o o d

Like you don't know me or know where i stand on ya

Grown man on ya hundred shot can on ya

Play a block blam on ya

And blast is still all greasy on you

It ain't shit to lay your half a mill easy on you

You on the block buster i'm up them blockbusters

Steak prop f**r i know you c**k sucker c**k sucker

I see the b**h all in your face

I'm g a m e the p**s all in your face

Well they call me young gunner but today i'm mr chris

Got the three fifty seven with the speed loaded kit

Get hit my three fifth make you niggas shit and p**s

I'm with the b a n g g a n g

Yeah that mafia boy c's and pd gon' bring the property

More cheese who gon' stop it then drop it and say bet

And i'm g a m e you p

S e t p d a check zigo in her check

See who got the eagle c's and leo got them text

I know free wizzle got us dozen in his vest

And we a g a m e we can b a n gnow y'all ain't a threat

Y'all niggas is all pet you must you ain't a boss

Y'all young niggas don't play fat shit

What i play the charge

Throw something all in your chest

You gonna r e s p e c t me now now

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