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dj khaled – red light lyrics

[intro: game]
(for a taste of your love, for a taste of your love
just a little taste of your love and your life)
i just want to be known as one of the greatest
yeah, yeah

[verse 1: game]
see my mother was a hustler, my father was a gambler and that made me a scrambler
my grandmother named me game i’m not a amateur
creep up on my phantom and, i might blam at ya
hood n-ggas put your hammers up
a million thugs march picture that with a camera
d-mn picture me floyd mayweather stamina
riding with a stallion
something cute with an atlanta b-tt
i could go hammer but i’m not broke
picture me getting a million dollars for every line i wrote
i’m dope, when j gon’ do a song with me
i ain’t dope i mean what the f-ck is wrong with me?
you act like my polo boxers is a thong you see
i beat on these rappers, hip-hop is donkey kong to me
and while we’re talking about video games
i prestiged on call of duty press l2 and aim

[chorus: game]
when we see you stop at the red light
and you got your guns on you, what you gon’ do?
game recognize game i will c-ck and aim
and ckk ckk, my n-ggas will ckk ckk
when you see me making it rain inside the club
and you mad n-gga what you gon do?
game recognize game i will c-ck and aim
and ckk ckk, my n-ggas will ckk ckk

[verse 2: game]
i’m not a game you n-ggas is so lame
my 40 is so aim i will ckk ckk ckk
and if your kids in the car i don’t mind waiting
i got 2 sons, i’m not a daddy spending time hater
got your license plates so you ain’t hard to find later
and i got a movie premiere to do so so it’ll be some time later
i know the sh-t coming out of my mouth make the crime grater
but when your the game sometimes you’ve gotta remind haters
got n-ggas that’ll find haters
take you to the la zoo and feed your punk -ss to nine ‘gators
i’m an animal, cannibal, can i bust?
here come ll, don’t do it game trust
this the n-gga that rip mobb deep
he put the o in o.g
j&j but to win that you got to show me
matter fact, young hov gotta show b
that you the greatest of all time
n-gga that’s you and ghost beef

[verse 3: game]
i got a couple rap homies and a lot of rap enemies
but ain’t none of you rap motherf-ckers no kin to me
barrel to your throat if you trait on i
ever disrespect snoop or, hate on nas
i’m like the ink then the ink pen
the juice when you think gin
i spit bars but n-gga, i never think pen’
i only think pen when, when my -ss clinked in
and if i’m ever clinked in again let me sink in
i’m so t-tanic leonardo dicaprio da vinci just painted the mona lisa
my paint brush empty like the mouths in the ghetto
i can see it, my new house just miles from the ghetto
young black entrepreneur like cosby and his jello
everyone watching kobe what about l.o.?
n-gga average 14.2 points a game, 10.6 rebounds
3.5 -ssists, while still on the block
you silly nba motherf-ckers won’t even take notice
man that’s f-cked up n-gga
if that ain’t an all-star then what the f-ck is?

[outro: game]
keep thinking i’m a motherf-cking game n-gga
i play solitaire with this hip-hop sh-t
play by my motherf-cking self
keep trying to play me like i’m a chessboard
imma take your f-cking queen n-gga
and you know what you can do?
king me
it’s so incredible, uhh

- dj khaled lyrics

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