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game - scared now lyrics

who the f-ck scared now?
look who the f-ck fed now
had to hit him with the shotty n-gg-
another dead f-cking body n-gg-

gansters, this is how we roll
jesus piece, and it’s out of gold
versace polo and a pound of dro
hop in that ghost, and it’s adios

who the f-ck scared now?
who the f-ck scared now?

chased that n-gg- down, put him on worldstar
b-tch n-gg- got away, in his girl’s car
put that p-ssy on the net like a p-rnstar
another weenie with bread, he a corndog
put 3 holes in his head, like a bowling ball
i’m out the gutter switching lanes in a stolen car
f-ck the feds, cause a n-gg- got a murder charge
f-ck it though, got the cover of the murder dog
i dress up like the pizza man, load the desert eagle and
i don’t just hit ya team, i wet the whole bleachers, d-mn
specialize in the murder game
doc-mentary sh-t, back to hurricane
now tell a n-gg-

who the f-ck scared now?
look who the f-ck fed now
had to hit him with the shotty n-gg-
another dead f-cking body n-gg-

i’m the most feared rap n-gg-
like a just blaze beat, i’ll clap n-gg-s
this ain’t a just blaze beat, this ain’t wrapped n-gg-
voletta wallace lost her son to a gat n-gg-
what if i told y’all i know who killed biggie dog?
i ain’t no snitch but if i did it ain’t no biggie dog
cause that’s biggie dog
all that’s coming out the mouth of the n-gg- you used to know as being 50’s dog
but i got tired of being 50’s dog
had to break my chain and cut that n-gg- 50 off
whole team celebrating, label on my d-ck hard
interscope asking “would i take 50’s call”
h-llo? put up 10 mill for a real n-gg-
drop this joint alb-m and we’ll kill n-gg-s
g-unit!

who the f-ck scared now?
look who the f-ck fed now
had to hit him with the shotty n-gg-
another dead f-cking body n-gg-

all these n-gg-s claiming they og, my young boys will murder them
cold shooters, that 16, and they ain’t ever even heard of them
i slide through, i get a bird of them
and they drive through, and they serving them
these n-gg-s talking that beef sh-t, i put bread on it, no burger bun
we walk up in this b-tch like “what?”
rollie on my wrist lights up
told these n-gg-s “can’t do it like us”
ciroc boy, and i do it like puff
with 100 bottles, 100 models
no twitter, we come to follow
straight shots and no moscato
i f-ck them hoes, don’t give a f-ck bout em
now tell me who’s scared now?
shots fired, man down
dead bodies get found
that chopper clip spits rounds
and real n-gg-s get murdered
top dogs get it first
he came to me in that benz
and he left from here in a he-rs-
woah!

who the f-ck scared now?
look who the f-ck fed now
had to hit him with the shotty n-gg-
another dead f-cking body n-gg-

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