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Game Untold Story

stop A Y.G. gangsta 'cause I'm true to my game You're lame, and thangs ain't gon' never be the same 'Cause a nigga like the Game is takin' over I really

You can catch five or catch me in the C.L.5 Whatever way dog, the game get live Keepin' it gangsta in a P.D. city velor Late night, I'm in Dublin's and

', huh Only son by our mother, no brothers, only sisters by this one Every time I kissed one, I missed one, let me explain Eight years before The Game

Yeah, big spit, it's that Bay Area game, Sean T beats We feedin' the underground with this Yay Area tycoon shit For my nigga JT Fig', y'all know where

Three wheel motion around the corner on these niggaz mayne Smashin down the block, Charlie O beat in the deck Game, what it do? (What it do?) [The Game

your cash flow 'Cause rule number 2, will get rid of your best so None of 'em best show, ridin' in stress mode 'Less they got petrol, pushin' that Benz slow Pick up the Game

him somethin' Skip through the blueprint one bang this what's mentioned Bleek you're one hit away but he didn't know The Game was pitchin' Balls faster

Drop ya thangs and just box Nigga, just drop ya thangs and just box Nigga, just drop ya thangs and just box Nigga, just drop ya thangs and just box Yo

shit, I do it for you And the first time I heard your voice I prayed to God it had to be true Got a son now, cuttin' the game, stoppin' the bullshit