The Game ft. Scarface & Kendrick Lamar – Murder | Lyrics & Video

This is another hot, newly released song titled "Murder" by American West Coast hip hop recording artist, The Game. It is a leftover from Jesus Piece, released for free as part of his 'Sunday Service' weekly music giveaway. 'Jesus Piece', his upcoming fifth studio album will be released on December 11, 2012 with features from Lil Wayne, Big Sean, J. Cole, Jamie Foxx, Wiz Khalifa, Tyga and Chris Brown among others.

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[Verse 1: The Game]
Starin’ at Marilyn Monroe’s silhouette while smokin’ my first cigarette
Listenin’ to Marvin ask his father about his death
How you shoot a n-gga out, then shoot a n-gga out?
Dead bodies in my dreams, Bob Marley on my couch
Pass me the blunt, he was smokin’ when he died
You really think Elvis Presley committed suicide?
I don’t…
It’s either kill or you be killed
Ten pints of blood per human, ain’t no refills
One thing about us humans, n-gga, we kill
Turkeys, chickens, pigs, each other, f-ck us, we will
Take a life, lethal injection or free will
Tookie got murdered by the pigs, f-ck did he kill?
That ain’t none of my business, though
But I’m the type of motherf-cker make it his business, so
Open the book and turn that page
It reads Arthur Ashe died from aids, no
That’s murder, n-gga

[Hook: Kendrick Lamar]
Murder…
Gunfire, death is so quiet, ask why, tell ‘em it’s
Murder…
The sun rise then hide by grey skies, that cry sounds like
Murder…
Murder, murder, murder, murder
Murder, murder, murder, murder

[Verse 2: The Game]
Malcolm X standing on that stage
It was staged for him to see that gauge…
Murder, n-gga
Doctor King outside that room
Who knew that he would die that soon?
That’s murder, n-gga
JFK sittin’ in that drop
He waved goodbye, then they blew off his top
It’s murder, n-gga
Diddy seen Big, and Suge watched Pac
They both was ridin’ passenger when they got shot, it’s murder
Who the f-ck killed Michael Jackson, his physician?
He died slow in his music, you ain’t really listen
Now his daughter gettin’ slapped by his sister
And that’s probably gon’ kill they mama
So I’m sorry Ms. Jackson, I’m sorry Ms. Houston, sissy
Might shed a tear but ain’t no sissy
‘Cause Whitney’s sill with me
And her death kinda hurt a n-gga
So let’s get back to talkin’ ‘bout murder, n-gga
John Lennon got shot in the back
And Paul McCartney couldn’t do sh-t ‘bout that
‘Cause it was murder, n-gga
Listen, this ain’t about you and me
It’s about Trayvon Martin and Huey P.
And how they shot down Sam Cooke
Twelve years of school and it ain’t in one damn book
Lee Harvey Oswald ‘bout to serve a sentence
From the crowd comes a revolver
That’s emp3musicdownload.blogspot murder, n-gga

Murder…
Gunfire, death is so quiet, ask why, tell ‘em it’s
Murder…
The sun rise then hide by grey skies, that cry sounds like
Murder…
Murder, murder, murder, murder
Murder, murder, murder, murder

[Verse 3: Scarface]
Gaspin’ for air, n-ggas cling on
Tryin’ to fight the inevitable, sing on
You hear that fat lady warmin’ up?
The end came without a warning, huh?
Them n-ggas real with them rags on
n-ggas get killed ‘bout them flags, homes
The Game told you what the play was
So it don’t matter what you say, cuz
Say Blood, these n-ggas livin’ what they die by
You out here playin’ while these n-ggas doin’ drive-bys
If murder was the case that they gave Snoop
Then how the f-ck you think they gon’ save you?
Them n-ggas played you
You doin’ stand up
You a comedian there, boy, put your hands up
Don’t turn this to a 1-8-7
I have you leanin’ on the stairway to Heaven
Spittin’ blood, these are tales from the hood
Suicide sound quicker, but a murder sounds good
Wish a motherf-cker would try to play me like a toy
You get a bullet in your motherf-ckin’ head, homeboy
The people sayin’ that a drug overdose killed Hendrix
They bullsh-tted…
It was murder
Or a plane crash killed Otis Redding
That’s how they said it, but it was murder
The cops kill us at alarming rates
They point they guns at the ones they hate
If Bin Laden brought the World Trade down
Then how the f-ck did he die just now?
Murder, murder

Murder…
Murder kill kill
They killin’ motherf-ckers still
And I’m just tellin’ y’all the real
n-gga, murder murder murder
n-gga, kill kill kill
For real

Murder…
Gunfire, death is so quiet, ask why, tell ‘em it’s
Murder…
The sun rise then hide by grey skies, that cry sounds like
Murder…
Murder, murder, murder, murder
Murder, murder, murder, murder

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Game – Name Me King | Lyrics & Video

This is another hot, newly leaked song titled "Name Me King" by American hip hop recording artist, Game. It is a confirmed track to be included in his upcoming fifth studio album 'Jesus Piece' scheduled to be released on December 11, 2012 and his last release on Interscope Records. Game stated in an interview that Jesus Piece will be the best album of his career and also the best album of the year.

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[Hook:Game + Pusha T]
Open the pearly gates
Bright white lights Madonna
Angels lined up in my honor, ya' honor
Name Me King (x2)
I took the crown, infiltrated their fortress
Kidnap the queen, rode away in white horses
Name Me King (x2)

[Verse 1:Game]
Brick by brick I built my fortress
My queen beautiful, lamborghini is gorgeous
Phantom in the courtyard, 400 horses
Growl make the tower fall, 911 Porsches
Number 9 Jordans pause the Air Forces
Kush clouds, blunts lit by Olympic torches
Gold bars melted and what returned Rolexes
n-ggas got Breitlings to burn
Loyalty to earn
Royalty to who it may concern this is Los Angeles King Snapback
Sipping 'tron out the Stanley cup, I don't give a f-ck
Drown them in the moat and let the bridge up
My son, my heir in Nike Airs
Named my little n-gga King meaning you should bow at his feet before God intervene
Even when I was in front of triple beams
Stack paper to the ceiling, to the fiends I was king

[Hook:Game + Pusha T]

[Verse 2:Pusha T]
Raise your glass for the last of the Kingpins
The crown in the Maserati grill is mingling
Rollies cross oceans like Frank out in England
The Gay Pride bezel rainbow like it's spring again
Haah crack rock, crack rock n-gga
My SC430 emp3musicdownload.blogspot was a drop n-gga
Go figure, this n-gga play goldfish
My only pet was fish scale not a goldfish
My young baby sitter now my old b-tch
Blowjobs cause what I sold made her nose itch (YEAGHHHHH!)
It's the king being crowned, watch my predecessor fall like the sun going down (God!)
It's sunset, this is Sun Tzu (War!)
He paved the way I brought a ton through (Whooo!)
Been on his heels like a gum shoe
He took the throne so I could run through (YEAGHHHHH!)

[Hook:Game + Pusha T]

[Verse 3:Game]
Rose petals at my feet when I'm stepping out the Rolls
The royal penis is clean, Versace belt gold
Sweatin' like a slave where them pies get sold
Accompanied by fourteen karats stold
Adjust the temperature let the heat rise up like Jesus shuttles worth in that glass jar
Blue flame glowing like a Avatar
Five more minutes says the silent gold hand going 'round on my Audemar
Angels in the wing, ass naked do your thing
Show me what that baking soda bring
Do it for your king
Every time I look up, they cook up
I be the master of them p's I got the hook up
From New Orleans to Virginia
I told her stuff them pies in her Virginia
Never been caught, can't be bought, she's a winner
Flying south for the winter make it back home for dinner

[Hook:Game + Pusha T]

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The Game ft. B.o.B & Wiz Khalifa - Standing On A Corner | Lyrics & Video

A brand new jam titled "Standing On A Corner" by American rapper and West Coast hip hop artist, The Game featuring B.o.B and Wiz Khalifa. It is another track taken from The Game's latest mixtape 'Hood Morning (No Typo): Candy Coronas' dropping on August 1st. Radio friendly tune. Nice track.

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[Game - Verse 1]
Big blunts in the air, I dont even care
Spilling Ace of Spades on my all white airs
Stuntin in my J’s
I got every pair, they put out since ’85
Cus a n–ga bout his gear
Hoes all up in my ear, cus im stylin’
Try to go bottle for bottle with us,
Can’t do it, money we runnin through us
So competition throw the towel in
We over here, with fireworks up in the air
b-tches with good hair, cus you know we about to spark
Bobby Ray just walked in, Wiz about to park
The party bout to start, jewelry glowing in the dark
We got all the b-tches wet, Skylar Diggins from the ?
and you know your boy is sharp, cus she in my bed
I tell her take her clothes off, and open her legs
Keep them Louboutins on when she giving head
Cus you already know my favorite colour RED!
Im gettin bread while im

[Game Chorus]
Standing on the corner
Watching emp3musicdownload.blogspot.com my logo
I got my dime in the crib, iron in my Polo
Soon as your boy hit the streets, you know that I’m clean
So fresh and so clean, Outcast know what I mean
I throw that Andre 3000, one in the changer
And I dont ride through the hood, with out one in the chamber
You know i used to broke but… now n–ga im getting it

[B.o.B - Verse 2]
As I roll up up, I sit back and laugh in amazement
As how this all started in bottom of a basement
Back when i got started, n–ga saying “your sh-t is basic”
Now when you mention me, you must say Grammy nominated
All these haters drunk of hate, they basically wasted
Call a cab for these n–gas, cus they aint gon make it
Can somebody please tell me just where Bobby Ray is
Well he’s prolly faded, prolly in a spaceship
Prolly outside of his mind, cus you know he crazy
But I kind of dig his style, its pretty contagious
Man them… prolly doing him all kind of favors
I mean, it’s gotta be absolutely outrageous
Well, I couldn’t tell you what it is
More people tell me that they down, the bigger that I get
But I just keep doing my thang, cruise control in my own lane
And let these suckas complain

[B.o.B - Chorus 2]
Im standing on the corner, watching the world go
I got my dime in the crib, holding up their dolo
Soon as your boy hit the stage you know the screaming
Its that pandemonium, if you know what i mean
I throw that Eastside up, Compton to Decatur
And on the Westside, I hit the homie Game up

[Wiz Khalifa - Verse 3]
I used to be letting on, now the n–gas listening
Big money talk, big joint to spark
These Jordans on my feet, that’s hoe big money walk
Shawty give me head, like she don’t need body parts
Running my city like the King of New York
Poppin’ champagne, hit him with the cork
Eating so good, n–ga need a fork
And i ball hard, n–ga need a court
The way lil mama give me brain, i swear she must have been a dork
Durrrrrr, you know me i keep one rolled up
Smoking with my b-tch from overseas, where my Porsche from
And these hating n–gas get no love
I be rolling weed, getting rich, f-cking they b-tch
Letting you spend all of your m, sending her on trips
I meet her there, you know, ‘cus you smell the weed in her hair
You worried bout me keeping it player, instead you failed
Treated her fair, don’t need to look, she in the air

[Wiz - Chorus 3]
Standing on the corner, talking that sh-t
You ain’t really saying nothing, just hating of him
Every time i’m in my car i’m smoking that green
Even though this real life, its like a movie scene
I ain’t in the club …
It don’t matter where I go, I’m throwing my gang up
Nobody used to know me but but
Now a n-gga famous, now a n–ga famous

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The Game - She Wanna Have My Baby ft. Trey Songz | Lyrics & Video

Check out this hot new song titled "She Wanna Have My Baby" by the West Coast rapper, The Game. Some says it is the latest track from his upcoming album but nobody really know for sure yet. The Game is expected to come out with his upcoming fourth studio album 'The R.E.D. Album' officially scheduled to be released in late August, 2011.

Ladies and gentlemen! Here we present The Game - She Wanna Have My Baby. She Wanna Have My Baby lyric performed by The Game also available below.

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The Game She Wanna Have My Baby Lyrics :-

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[Trey Songz:]
Le'gggo
Yeah
Le'gggo
Oh, Oh, Oh, Ohhhh
Yeah
Le'gggo
Oh, Oh, Oh, Ohhhh

[Verse 1: Game]
Everybody f-cking Amber Rose
Is the p-ssy good? Only Kanye camera knows
And who this Tami hoe telling me and Trey shooting a video
In a month and she can get a cameo
SMH TTM five star we be them
LOL hide my bbm ain't got my bbm
Lou Vuiton he be in 'tron got em queasy and
My Money ain't Young that's my n-gga Lil' Weezy and 'em
I keep one rolled like Wiz Khalifa and 'em
Got some college hoes what wanna smoke a swisha sweet with him
They ain't no Lauren Londons but they got that Megan Good
They use that Photoshop to get their ass up out the hood
And it's all good with us n-ggas mayne
I said it's all good cause I'm a trigger man
Yeah she said she wanna have Jayceon kid
I told that b-tch you better off with Jason kid

[Chorus: Trey Songz]
I do it cause they love it
If you hate it b-tch who give a f-ck I made it
(Oh, Oh, Oh, Ohhhh)
Plus I do it for the ladies
Somebody say they wanna have my baby
(Oh, Oh, Oh, Ohhhh)
She said she wanna have my baby
(Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh)
Who tryna have my baby
She said she wanna have my baby
She said she tryna have my baby

[Verse 2: Game]
How many b-tches in the club just to f-ck a platinum rapper
Poking microscopic holes into the Magnum rappers
Hoping on the d-ck but I ain't throwing carrots at ya
You ain't gon' Worldstar me I ain't your average rapper
You drinking all the Goose then b-tch I ain't finna pay
You don't look like your Twitter avatar anyway
b-tch you look like an emp3musicdownload.blogspot.com Avatar anyway
And that's the same b-tch that was stalking Fab' ain't it Trey? (Yup)
And this is how I know you're giving free head
If you was getting paid, the bottom of your shoe would be red
But it ain't, she claiming she a saint
But as soon she see Dwight she go hard in the paint
But her girlfriend the type you wanna take home
Throw a little Drake on it really shouldn't take long
Then she told me that she wanna meet Trey Songz
I told that b-tch strip and start singing all Trey song's

[Chorus: Trey Songz]
I do it cause they love it
If you hate it b-tch who give a f-ck I made it
(Oh, Oh, Oh, Ohhhh)
Plus I do it for the ladies
Somebody say they wanna have my baby
(Oh, Oh, Oh, Ohhhh)
She said she wanna have my baby
(Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh)
Who tryna have my baby
She said she wanna have my baby
She said she tryna have my baby

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The Game ft. Chris Brown - Only One | Lyrics & Video

Check out this hot track titled "Only One" by rapper, The Game surfaced recentky. It features Chris Brown singing the hook. Could be an unreleased track. Could be a brand new track. But it is for sure, something worth to listen to. The Game will release his upcoming fourth studio album 'The R.E.D. Album' somewhere around mid or late 2011.

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[Chris Brown]
All these girls around the World, they love me
I’m supposed to be the only one
It aint my fault if all these ladies love me
Thought I was supposed to the only one
Believe that I’m a gangsta girl
All I ever wanted was a real girl
You know that I’m a gangsta girl

[Game - Verse 1]
I’m supposed to be your number one
Thought we was getting married when the summer come
Two piece Armani with the ?
And when she look in my eyes she see a money sign
She see Loiue Vuitton, she see them Prada heels
I took her outta that couch, hotter than ?
I mean its gotta feel good to a bitch about the hood
Driving a Rose Phantom with an angel on the hood
I mean we living that good
Chowing on Mr Chow’s after this it’s Fillippe
N-gga you emp3musicdownload.blogspot.com know my style
Lil Cristal, Lil Rose
A whole bunch of Al’s bad bitches in the place
N-gga feel like an Owl, n-gga I’m so fly
Pull that Bugatti out, them haters gon die
baby you know them doors are suicide
And it aint about nuttin but you and I

[Chris Brown]
All these girls around the World, they love me
I’m supposed to be the only one
It aint my fault if all these ladies love me
Thought I was supposed to the only one
Believe that I’m a gangsta girl
All I ever wanted was a real girl
You know that I’m a gangsta girl

[Game - Verse 2]
She used to stash my loot, all in the sofa
Then I used to knock her boots all in the sofa
She had 3 stocks, one chrome on that Toyota
Then she flipped channels on a n-gga
Oprah, all up in the club getting hawk by the vultures
The femal Spreewell, was too hard to couch her
So I had to do the best thing for both us
Take myself shopping, get my Ralph Lauren coats up
It aint trickin’ if you got it right, No sir
Can’t get a shot of Patron unless she gon f-ck
Can’t leave these hoes alone n-gga it’s so tough
Especially if they finance the nose, I pick them both up
Then we hit South beach, pull my Gucci loc’s up
Hit my n-gga Wayne like let me borrow some ?
Looking like a casting call and we show up
We getting Young Money but we grown up
So what!

[Chorus]

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The Game - Monsters In My Head | Lyrics & Video

This is hot! Introducing a hot new song titled "Monsters In My Head" performed by the West Coast rapper, The Game taken from his upcoming fourth studio album 'The R.E.D.' scheduled for release somewhere around mid or late 2011 through Aftermath Entertainment and Interscope Records.

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[Verse 1]
I'm sitting here watching my daughter being born
Feel like I should thank God that nothing went wrong
Back in my days I was headed straight for the graveyard
Running from school cause enemies never stay far
Wear my colors watching colors chasing after my older brothers
Cause they was always into sh-t, good thing we had different mothers
Playing football in the streets with the homies
And local drug dealers kicking back making money cause the crack fiend
Was always there so I start selling that cane cause nobody never cared
Mama at the post office working that late night shift
Taking care of my sisters cause my daddy wasn't sh-t
Sweating over the stove and on a school clothes
Open the refrigerator like where did the food go?
Trying to do whatever I can to be a man, hope you understand
Even when sh-t goes wrong it's part of God's plan, Amen

[Chorus]
Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray to Lord my soul to keep
Wake up before I'm dead
Don't bury me with monsters in my head, yeah
Monsters in my head, with monsters in my head
Underneath the bed, underneath the bed

[Verse 2]
Laying here staring at this Doggystyle poster on my wall
Banging Snoop Dogg spinning this basketball, what the f-ck is going on?
In a n-gga head, all of my homies gone to jail, or they end up dead
Got my first tattoo tear when I was 19, chasing a pipe dreams
Chrenshaw boulevard chilling, that was the night scene
And like the movies, n-ggas act a fool
When you pushing a beemer, who gives a f-ck about a School?
Mom's seta curfew, but I was breaking all the rules
Kicked a n-gga out the house so I started forming my crew
Getting a little bigger on my own, in the 12 grade crips scheming on me
Cause they know my trap self made, trying to get by or getting high
That's how I survived, be a leader not a follower, that's how them cowards die
Pay 'em no mind but keep my chrome to the end of time
Feeling like no n-gga can see me I think they're going blind

[Chorus]
Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray to Lord my soul to keep
Wake me up before emp3musicdownload.blogspot.com I'm dead
Don't bury me with monsters in my head, yeah
Monsters in my head, with monsters in my head
Underneath the bed, underneath the bed

[Verse 3]
Seemed like just yesterday a n-gga was only 21
Showing the little homies how to use a f-cking gun
Now look what I become, n-gga was on the run
From the coptom slums, they right, like father like son
But I'm missing them days when I couldn't roll up a blunt
Bust the windows out of cars just to only drive it once
Yeah them was the days but now a n-gga getting paid
Pouring down rose for my n-ggas in the grave
My n-gga Big Will and my homie P D
Feel like yesterday we was just running in the streets
And I swear to God funny how the time fly
And the only thing certain is that we all die
So let your soul fly

[Chorus]
Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray to Lord my soul to keep
Wake me up before I'm dead
Don't bury me with monsters in my head, yeah
Monsters in my head, with monsters in my head
Underneath the bed, underneath the bed



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The Game ft. Lil Wayne - Red Nation | Lyrics & Video

New hot song by West Coast rapper, The Game titled "Red Nation" surfaced recently. It features vocals from Lil Wayne. It is the first single set to appear his upcoming fourth studio album 'The R.E.D.', slated for release somewhere around mid or late 2011. Very Dope! Definitely this joint is fire!

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[Game - Verse 1]
Throw your muthaf-cking Cincinnati hats in the sky
N-gga don’t ask why
Red laces in and out of them Air Max ’95′s
I, walk on the moon, flow hotter than June
Any n-gga want drama I kick up a sand dune
Peace to my man ‘Tune for giving his man room
Now we hittin’ switches to the Spring Break, Cancun
Get it, nah forget it, SuWoo I live it
Made the letter B more famous than a Red Sox fitted
But that was suicide, I don’t live in Judah’s eyes
Half of these rappers weren’t trappin’ when I was choppin’ the do or die
Suge had me in, I went Puffy like Zab Judah eye
Dre called, told my baby momma “won’t you decide”
She chose Doc, first day I poured ? like its Aftermath for life
And all I do is ride
Before I turn on ‘em I kill Satan and stick my red flag in the ground
It’s Red Nation!!!

[Lil Wayne]
Now Blood the f-ck up
Everyday’s a gamble muthaf-cker, tough luck
And we gon f-ck the World til that b-tch bust nuts
I can’t tell ya whats good, but I can tell ya whats, what
And that’s, B’s up, hoes down
Lookin’ in the mirror, I’m no where to be found
Blood, I’m a dog, call me a blood hound
Throwin’ blood in the air, leave blood on the ground

[Game - Verse 2]
N-ggas’ll trade they soul to be Drake or J. Cole
Live and die for this shit, word to Tupac Shakur’s halo
One blood, plural, n-gga I’m spendin’ Euro’s
Ferrari got an ice cream paint job, Dorrough
I’m up out the hood, where they pull guns on you like
Come up out ya hood, it aint never all good
We roll up in backwoods, n-gga get to actin’ stupid
Get thrown in the back woods
Los Angeles, home of the scandalous
Pimp, hoes and gamblers
98 degree’s on Christmas
N-gga we rollin’ cannibus
Swisha sweet aint it, I told her I’m Charles Louboutin
The b-tch fainted, pulled her panites down, stain it
That’s my Chi-lingo, yeah I’m bi-lingual
Ball by myself, Ochocinco
Dancing with the stars, bullets and fast cars
And everybody bleed out here, word to God

[Lil Wayne]
Now Blood the f-ck up
Everyday’s a gamble muthaf-cker, tough luck
And we gon f-ck the World til the b-tch bust nuts
I can’t tell ya whats good, but I can tell ya whats, what
And that’s, B’s up, hoes down
Lookin’ in the mirror, I know where to be found
Blood, I’m a dog, call me a blood hound
Throwin’ blood in the air, leave blood on the ground

[Game - Verse 3]
Russia got a Red Flag
US got Red Stripes
Last train to Paris, round the World in these red Nikes
Che Guevara of the New Era, test me
Louieville slugger, you’ll get buried in my era
Got that natty on, tighter than a magnum
Walk in the club saggin’ with a 38 magnum
Red Ralph Laurens, the double R sittin’ on a hill like Lauren
Her and the car foreign
Got my red Dre Beats on, tryna put my peeps on
And I keep it hood like this Phantom is a Nissan
Where emp3musicdownload.blogspot.com my n-gga Jim Jones at?
Roll up the weed son, so many bloods in Compton had to get a NYC song
And while I’m out here, I might as well go shopping
And put this new bad b-tch I got her some red bottoms
And all these hatin’ ass n-ggas want me dead
Cause I’m Malcolm X before he turned Muslim, RED

[Lil Wayne]
Now Blood the f-ck up
Everyday’s a gamble muthaf-cker, tough luck
And we gon f-ck the World til the b-tch bust nuts
I can’t tell ya whats good, but I can tell ya whats, what
And that’s, B’s up, hoes down
Lookin’ in the mirror, I know where to be found
Blood, I’m a dog, call me a blood hound
Throwin’ blood in the air, leave blood on the ground



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The Game - Su Woo ft. Lil Wayne | Lyrics & Video

Hot stuff! "Su Woo" is a hot new song by American rapper The Game featuring Lil Wayne. It is taken from his latest mixtape 'Purp & Patron' just released recently. 'Purp & Patron' marks the third mixtape Game has dropped since 2009, releasing 'The R.E.D. Room' and 'Brake Lights,' both in 2010. 'The R.E.D. Album' is expected to drop sometime in 2011.

Ladies and gentlemen! Here we present The Game - Su Woo. Su Woo lyric performed by The Game also available below.

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The Game Su Woo Lyrics :-



[Lil Wayne]
Pardon my gang affil,
But you’re stepping on a rod in the danger field
Weezy Baby, how do the Manger feel?
Respect my aim because I aim to kill
Hahaha, Old b-tch ass n-gga,
Abercrombie and Fitch ass n-gga,
I talk rich sh-t because I’m a rich ass n-gga,
I hope you in the zone because I pitch fast n-gga,
Ha, I smoke something b-tch,
My money comes faster than the roadrunner b-tch
I keep it on the side just in case you might wonder
Tech 9 Four 5 just in case you like numbers
Haha, b-tch n-gga we might jump ya
2 Step all in yo face, we might Unk ya
Hahaha, bandana on the right side
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East side until I die

[Chorus:]
You better change like it’s Mardi Gras,
And we pull guns like Quick Draw McGraw
See I’m from New Orleans, Louisiana
And he’s from Compton, baby, bandana
We carry them caskets, we tote them hammers
Su to the Woop, yeah, that’s our grammar
Lemme hear you say Su Woo
Su Woo, Su Woo

[Game]
Young Money,
And thats perfect cause perfect is to me
What’s perfect as Hallie or a jab from Ali
So capitalize the P cause perfect is Godly
Black Wall Street, the perfect family The Cosby
All I need is a perfect b-tch
How’s B, I passed the baton on Solange
I’m sure like Al B but a boujy B would never give me the perfect PIRU
Hello Brooklyn I can’t see, cause if I did I would SNOOP DOGG
Cut it in half and you will see that this Philadelphia piece on my head
Like a low Ceaser, wear it to the hood and get me street cred like Four Visas
N-ggas f-cking with Weezy, I will slow leak em
Hang em from a telephone pole like my old Sneakers
Red bandana for no reason
Put Weezy on and the NO bleedin’, yeah

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
You better change like it’s Mardi Gras,
And we pull guns like Quick Draw McGraw
See I’m from New Orleans, Louisiana
And he’s from Compton, baby, bandana
We carry them caskets, we tote them hammers
Su to the Woop, yeah, that’s our grammar
Lemme hear you say Su Woo
Su Woo, Su Woo

[Game]
Can’t stop the red bandana, even if you put me in a cage full of orangutan’s
I’ll show you how bangers bang
Four five cocked back, move the crowd like Dana Dane
Switch plates, paint the Range
Leave so much blood on the wall look like the f-cking painters came
Dead wrong aint it man
I told n-ggas I aint a Game
All black gold chain, looking like the saint is playin’
He sold a milli, I’m vanilli
So it aint a thing to make it rain in a hundred dollar bills
We throwing paper planes
Riding through the N.O.
Red Marc Jacob frames
We disappear like David Blaine
And pop up at the Lakers game
They playing the C’s with Paul Pierce Throwing The B’s
That make the ref affiliated, everytime he hit a three
Ken Griffy lost all his fans, taking off his red top
Bloods in New York like Manhattan took a head shot
I’m one blood, he’s the Carter with the dread locks
My whole team run base, we the f-cking Red Sox!

[Chorus] X2
You better change like it’s Mardi Gras,
And we pull guns like Quick Draw McGraw
See I’m from New Orleans, Louisiana
And he’s from Compton, baby, bandana
We carry them caskets, we tote them hammers
Su to the Woop, yeah, that’s our grammar
Lemme hear you say Su Woo
Su Woo, Su Woo!
Everybody say Su Woo, Su Woo, Su Woo! X3
Black Wall Street!



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The Game ft. Wiz Khalifa - Taylor Made | Lyrics & Video

A brand new track titled "Taylor Made" by rapper, The Game featuring Wiz Khalifa surfaced recently. It is off his brand new released 'Purp & Patron' mixtape available for free download on popular mixtape sites. The mixtape, hosted by DJ Skee and Funk Master Flex, gives the West Coast rapper's fans a preview of his highly anticipated album "R.E.D.," slated for release later this year.

What do you think of The Game’s new song "Taylor Made"?

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The Game Taylor Made Lyrics :-



[Game - Chorus]
Let me introduce you to the Taylor gang
That's my n-gga Wiz and I'm Chuck Taylor mayne
We both known in our hoods like Chuck Taylors mayne
We get high, f-ck hoes, and roll paper planes
Cause we Taylor made, we the Taylor gang
Blowing smoke into the face of those haters mane
We all stars in the hood like Chuck Taylors mane
So throw it up and keep repping the Taylor gang, if you Taylor made

[Game]
I wake up in the morning to Red Converse
Dre Beats on, listening to Bomb first
You got a hangover n-gga, mine's worse
Haze got me kicking knowledge like a Nas verse
sh-t be complicated like out of towners
trying to understand why we say waddup Blood
but we not related
That's how Compton made it,
so don't run around yelling Soo Woo without a Chuck Taylor confirmation
On that documentary sh-t I shocked the nation
Muhammad Ali sh-t like I boxed in Vegas
When it come to beef sh-t, n-gga I'm the greatest
I knew I was next the night they shot Pac in Vegas
I ain't a killer but don't push me
I see a b-tch looking, I'mma end up in her pussy
See ya later, f-ck haters, cause b-tch we Taylors
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[Game - Chorus]
Let me introduce you to the Taylor gang
That's my n-gga Wiz and I'm Chuck Taylor mayne
We both known in our hoods like Chuck Taylors mayne
We get high, f-ck hoes, and roll paper planes
Cause we Taylor made, we the Taylor gang
Blowing smoke into the face of those haters mane
We all stars in the hood like Chuck Taylors mane
Sso throw it up and keep repping the Taylor gang, if you Taylor made

[Wiz Khalifa Verse]
Probably heard I'm the tightest
And I heard that you never smoked so I rolled it, you light it
And I heard that you liked it
And I welcome you to my world you've been cordially invited
Now I got the whole world excited
Know every word when they heard that I write it
Know I can f-ck every girl cause my jewelry the brightest, and my herb is the lightest
Some n-ggas mad I made it, blame it all on perfect timing
I say I made it big cause I stuck to the cursive writing
These n-ggas rather be a has-been then not be famous at all
I learned you ain't really gotta be famous to ball
I'm hustling hard, and turning b-tches to custumers soon as they get in front of us,
Bad hoes after the shows rushing up
Baby them n-ggas clowns talk down but they look up to us
May look the same but I'm nothing like them suckas
So f-ck what them n-ggas sayin' and keep reppin' the gang

[Game - Chorus]



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Tyga – Drink The Night Away ft. Game & Mario | Lyrics & Video

New hot track by Young Money rapper, Tyga called "Drink The Night Away" featuring the Game and Mario. It is one of a track featured in his upcoming second studio album called 'Careless World'. The album is scheduled for release during Quarter 1 of 2011 on Young Money Entertainment, Cash Money Records and Universal Motown. Tyga has been nominated for a Grammy, with Chris Brown for Deuces, for the 2011 Grammy's.

Check out Tyga - Drink The Night Away video the link below and sing along with the Tyga - Drink The Night Away lyric.

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Tyga Drink The Night Away Lyrics :-



[Tyga]
Uh, line full of b-tches
hard fine b-tches
the sh-t that I’m smokin’ got me higher than tuition
wanna know whats goin’ on let me paint a picture
and if ya aint around lemme give ya a description
corks everywhere, hoes everywhere
loud music playin’ heavy smoke in the air
its cups everywhere, flashin’ lights
bottles of Patron, sittin’ in the ice like…

[Mario]
Its a celebration
bottles by the cases
tonight we goin’ all get wasted
then we goin’ take off like spaceships
Oh, and I dont really want her to leave

[Tyga]
Order bottle after bottle
She say she cant drink, ay shut up b-tch swallow
(we gon’ drink the night away, we gon’ drink the night away)
Ah Mr. Rose Raw
2 piece suit cuff link on the arm
S-x on the beach and some shots for these broads
And bring the biggest bottle of Moet for my dawgs
We on the couch leanin’ on the wall
My old b-tch hit me said I seen you with them hoes
but I’m turnt up so a n-gga lost his phone
I gotta find a freak take her home
hit the light like uhhhh
same day different chick ya’ll
took girls all around the world up on Crenshaw
in and out the crib back and forth like ping pong
me and Game got the hoe jumpin’ Kriss Kross
I’m the sh-t so piss off
better yet, find me somethin’ to piss on
I’m too drunk, how I take it this far
wake up, and do it all again tomorrow

[Mario]
Its a celebration
bottles by the cases
tonight we gon’ all get wasted
then we gon’ take off like spaceships
but I dont really want her to leave

[Tyga]
Uh, order bottle after bottle
she say she cant drink, ay shut up b-tch swallow
(we goin drink the night away, we goin drink the night away)

[Game]
Uh, uh sicker than cancer
colder than Aspen
west side ridin’ wit Tyga
Tiger fur inside the Aston
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Martin dependin’ on who askin’?
got so many chickens, all my birds in one basket
and thats a coupe for you, retract the roof for you
its a Doggy Dog world, and I can call Snoop for ya
uh thats gangsta, thats fly
yo baby mamas mama would say I’m one hell of a guy
why do I start beefs, why do I drop Phantoms
why I got 7 houses but none in Atlanta
(thats stupid)
nah n-gga smarter than Bill Gates
clap ya hands I do it
with the sound that still make
I know the real Weezy, introduce you to the real Drake
my hoes more patient that Detox fans, they will wait
for me to go um, 10 times platinum
and cop more Patron and hatin’ n-ggas imagine

[Mario]
Its a celebration
tonight we gon’ all get wasted
then we goin’ take off like spaceships
but I dont really want her to leave
dont leave, dont be scared
It aint a game, meet me in the bed
and we gon’ drink the night away
ohh I dont really want you to leave baby
Wooah, I don’t really want you to leave
come celebrate with me baby



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The Game - Phantom ft. Robin Thicke | Lyrics Mp3 Ringtones

"Phantom", fresh new song leaked recently. It is from American rapper, The Game and produced by Dr. Dre, confirmed to be included in his upcoming fourth studio album 'The R.E.D. Album' set to be released in August 2010 by Interscope Records. Entertaining.



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The Game Phantom Lyrics :-



[Robin Thicke – Chorus]
Baby make me want to be with you
Baby me come with me i take you for a ride
Baby, can we drive until the morning
Baby come with me i take you for a ride

[Game – verse 1]
I’m tryna go hard in the phantom
Hit Sunset Boulevard in the phantom
Im talking 6-7 broads in the phantom
Yeah coming out their bra’s in the phantom
I got a bottle of Cristal in the phantom
Im waving my black card in the phantom
N-ggas lookin real hard at the phantom
Cause tune make a beat go hard in the phantom
Shit what if it was y’all in the phantom
You probably just hit the mall in the phantom
But not me imma ball in the phantom
Yeah, Kobe, Gasol in the phantom
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Plus im 6’5 sittin tall in the phantom
Dre lookin for me tell him call in the phantom
Im a boss in the phantom
Rick Ross in the phantom
I know its Maybach so pardon the phantom

[Robin Thicke - Chorus]

[Game Verse 2]
I smoke so much haze in the phantom
You would think my n-gga just blaze in the phantom
So i blaze in the phantom
Till im dazed in the phantom
Smoke like Frankie Beverly and Ma$e in the phantom
You should’ve seen my n-gga Dr Dre in the phantom (chop chop)
N-gga had his chef and maid in the phantom
He lemme spent a couple days in the phantom
Me and the chaffeur got laid in the phantom
killer hip hop dot com
Now paid in the phantom
Close shades in the phantom
Only thing a nigga cant do is bath in a phantom
And he tryna D Wade in the phantom
Bulletproof doors, cant get sprayed in the phantom

[Robin Thicke - Chorus]

[Robin Thicke - Verse 3]
I grew up getting dropped off to school in the phantom
Short skirts in the phantom
Rosé in the phantom
Girl you out the front door and chanelle in the phantom
six inch red button louis vitton in the phantom
drop you out first class g5 in the phantom
pick you up, take you home, my mansion in the phantom
cars so fly take off from Atlanta
brought Game in the phantom
brought weight in the phantom
my sex and the cities, mr Bigg in the phantom
you can spend cake and eat it too in the phantom
gettin so wet its a pool in the phantom
no hoes in in the phantom
so hoe in the phantom
party like motherf--kin One Oak(?)in the phantom

[Chorus – Robin Thicke] (x2)
Baby make me want to be with you
Make me come with me i take you for a ride
Baby, drive _________
Baby come with me i take you for a ride



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The Game ft. Lil Wayne and Birdman - Everything Red [mp3s & Lyrics, Ringtones]

• Artist : The Game
• Song : Everything Red
• Album : The Red Room mixtape

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The Game Everything Red Lyrics :-



[The Game]
I used to be a 40 oz nigga
standin on the corner no money for the rock
now you see broke tell him holla
i wanna throw him a couple dollas
follow me on twitter follow me in the streets
me and my tupac zone when i creep
and then im gone
back on my gang shit
you know the chain sit
throwin up the roc tryin to figure out where Dame went
ayyy now pop champagne
tell them hoes that im in this bitch wit lil wayne
we got Young Money we got old money
we got jay-z, beyonce show money
we got ? & ? keysha cole money
and we got haters but that better than no money
we got taylor swift and sheryl crow money
two thousand and ten we comin for your money

[chorus "game"]
see red when I sleep
got a red lambo twenty two's on the feet
catch a red eye private jet
that's me red rum for my dogs in the street

when you see me on the creep
got a redbone chick in this red leather seats
when I get into the house we layin over the sheets
take it off, red louis vuitton on the feet

[Birdman]
brrrat
pearl white bugatti
flash cash flag on the top
spend a nigga band and we out
big money shit been 'bout
see this game blood
nigga gave me the gang
so i gave it to my bloods
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fresh wit the new fleet
all red Y M C M B (so priceless)
big money on the white sheets
mil how we sleep presidential suites
AK's on the harley maserati keep me a ?
and my bentley wit the black mag
brand new porsche strap stashed
22 in my benz jeep
chopper long on the back seat

[chorus]
see red when I sleep
got a red lambo twenty two's on the feet
catch a red eye private jet
that's me red rum for my dogs in the street

when you see me on the creep
got a redbone chick in this red leather seats
when I get into the house we layin over the sheets
take it off, red louis vuitton on the feet

[Lil Wayne]
?
split a nigga in two
make a peace sign wit him
play with the pussy
put the peace sign in it
i never thought id see a fuckin free me sign nigga
young carter, niggas know im blood
bad red bone sittin in my tub
i ball hard i dont need a sub
break yo bitch ass off like a ticket stub
what it do ill show you what it does
and everybody knows real bees dont buzz
pull up in the drop top off where she was
and later on tonight im forget who she was
pimpin aint easy not pimpin aint weezy
got too many bloods i could never be anemic
you know my motto put it in the air
and i fuck wit the game like a true playyyeerrrrr

[chorus]
see red when I sleep
got a red lambo twenty two's on the feet
catch a red eye private jet
that's me red rum for my dogs in the street

when you see me on the creep
got a redbone chick in this red leather seats
when I get into the house we layin over the sheets
take it off, red louis vuitton on the feet



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