In da Game

Song In da Game
Artist Three 6 Mafia
Album Mystic Stylez

Lyrics

ChorusDope game cocaine
Dope game dope dope cocaine...
Gangsta Boo
Dope gamemy gamehoes lameits a shamehow the
Gangsta Boo is gonna click up on you bitches manne
Gangsta Boo is not the kind of bitch that will like get punked outlooks are so decievingstupid bitch do you wanna fizzind outhow can ya bust a playaplayahataz better listen closeif you try to buck me bitch
Im outie with you fucking soulyes the devils daughterkind of caught up bitch that wish the slipslip yo ass in a coffinbecause you run your fuckin lip
Hoe my game is thickso stupid bitch dont ever test me hoeif
I fucked up onceyou fuck up twiceso hoe you gotta go
Listen deep this pimpinreally quick before
I split your domehoe you trying to cross me in this gameand stupid hoe its on
Juicy JJust a flodgin ass niggawith a lot of cheeseheard he stackin g'severyday pushin plenty keys
Nigga dont know mecause
I aint no phonyand
I aint the nigga you can whoop and call me tobylow keyon his asswaitin for the night to comeso
I can kick down his door and make him give me somebitch
I with a little young nigga age thirteenfucked up in town while
I watched yo ass ride cleannow that
Im grown upfrom the hood
I gained nutsnigga you gonna drop off that dopeor feel the pain of a hollow tiprip through your shit or your fuckin brainthats what you getwhen you choose to play the dope gamebitch!
ChorusDJ Paul
Im at the cutdroppin the fiend down with the monkey nuts
Im tiredIm hittin 'em short
I gotta get over
I dont give a fuckthe shit goes on from sun-up till sun-downand on the tweleve
I geussbut now its time cut the shitwheres my mind at my best
I gotta testa nigga to see what he got can a foolmake you straight a couple of g's
I need more cheese
I layin it down on his facebut dont waste time
I gotta roll straight through the shitsometimes
I wonder will it endcause
I rob for petty shit
Im riskin my life pullin yo cardafter yall push him off the wood graina pop off his smile a one eight spot
Im dodgin the copswatchin my bizzak fools kinda like a snitchbut when
I do my boys
I find there house and go up in that shit
Lord Infamous
Check it outnigga
Im kickin in doosbodies are frozebloody ya clothesgun to ya noseall of you niggaz you really need to give up more money and dopeface the floorforty-fourinto ya headdroppin 'em dead
Infamous fledput them to bedwith the weightthen escapecount the stacksshine my gatafter
I jacklike a raton the creepall you dopehead niggaz will get put to sleepwhen
I sneakgive up the dope or get a hole in yo craniumyou see this mean artilery you know containin someshit that makes me flexible to make your life ejectibleand with this bullet in your brain you be dead either comotoseso when you pushin candy with the
Scarecrow comin to smoke you mannesimple and plainyoull get stangedif you in the dope gamebitch
ChorusIn da gametrapped in da game.....