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game – no more fun & games lyrics


3 minutes my n-gg-…ya’ll know what it is..just blaze!

[verse 1]
gangsta gangsta that’s already evident.
n-gg- wit a att-tude, check, check my residence.
whether i’m crip or blood, homie, that’s irrelivant.
i’m with the d-o-c, there’s n-body better then the west coast felon when he on that lowrider
bike pedaling, somebody tell eazy they still yellin’ it.
i’m with ya homie doc dre on the television while these n-gg-s moving peanuts like a elephant.
i’m on cars like spinnin’ rims.
i’m in a cl-ss all by myself like the brown eminem.
not to down eminem i f-ck black b-tches, f-ck white b-tches, n-gg- i like b-tches.
them half and half alicia keys dyk- b-tches.
if the head right, i might air nike b-tches.
or put ’em on a track like just blaze, i look down on hoes and look up to dre, cause ain’t…

no more fun and games.
[scratches and mix-ins]

[verse 2]
i’m like dre, eazy, cube, king tia rolled into one.
used to move birdies ’till i put a hole in one.
n-gg- they thought i wasn’t holdin’ a gun, they try to ride up on me like afeni shakurs only son.
dre told me he ain’t doing detox, this his only run.
mase coming back and hovie done.
i’m surrounded by legends, sitting at the round table, i am the game and still n-gg-s tryna play
i’m ruthless, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout the label.
i hook n-gg-s up and i don’t mean free cable.
i mean i hook n-gg-s up to the i.v, the same way dre hooked me up to ivine.
i’m from the gutter, grew up in public housing.
on the same block with a shack like yao ming.
so if a n-gg- ever try to jerry h-llin’ me, tell dre put up a mill cause that’s what my bail
will be.

no more fun and games.
[scratches and mix-ins]

[verse 3]
i been rapping for 1 year 1 month, 17 days.
13 hours, 28 minutes, then i met dre.
30 minutes after i bought the new em, that was november 18, 3:09 p.m.
around the same time w-nksta got it’s first spin, that was 32 weeks before they signed rakim.
8 months, 13 days, before i knew a mike lynn.
and 3 years after mase done turned his mic in?
i start writing 22 months and 20 weeks prior to lebron shaking adidas for nikes.
i’m right here, 6 years after randy moss caught his first touchdown for the vikings.
1 day, 7 hours, 14 minutes, 21 seconds before soundscan got printed.
2 platinum records for i’m cl-ssified with biggie.
and 2 seconds before the song finish, yeah.