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gimisum family - all in the game lyrics

[intro: willie hutch]
oh, little girl
i feel, that we can make it ..
oh, little girl
i feel, that we can make it

[verse 1: playa dre]
in the game ain’t no friends, so you best be by yourself
‘cuz once you think you super tight and sh+t
they run with someone else
all the time they bound to change, smilin’ faces, twisted minds
ain’t n0body straight
but i’mma keep my sh+t equip, for folks who wish to playa hate
never fallin’ short, when i’m up on my hustle with the clique
i’m drinkin’ thunderbird and smokin’ herbs and goin’ from b+tch to b+tch
keep my playa mode fresh, i’m daily lookin’ for a profit
breakin’ b+tches like my daddy said, to make my pockets rockin’
211, stick with dollar signs, ain’t no timе for love
n+ggas be fallin’ for b+tches and wanna writе records
because they be put on a bud
they get caught, who f+cked the b+tch?
now he the sh+t, but his pockets broke
n+gga you done charge the trick, so get back out there on that hoe
make sure that you do but take your time and leave her on her back
take the sh+t you got from her and flip it out there on the track
night and day, you stackin’ grip from b+tches and them dirty fiends
playas grow into this sh+t, with they mind up on they cheese
[bridge: willie hutch]
i feel, that we can make it ..

[verse 2: playa dre]
now that i done moved up and sh+t, these n+ggas say we down
but i remember, when i couldn’t get these n+ggas to come around
but now, i’m sittin’ on cheese, f+ckin’ hoes like i’m crazy
and i done slipped up once but pimp, i still won’t claim that baby
‘cuz hoes be puttin’ sh+t up on a n+gga, that be havin’ it
and knowin’, that they some freaks though
they don’t know the baby daddy
but now she mad as f+ck, because she trapped up in the house
you shoulda’ let a n+gga drop that nut up in your mouth
but that’s beside the point, i got money waitin’ up on me in the streets
i can’t be tired for no one hoe, unless she droppin’ super cheese
‘cuz my mind is always thinking of some heavy ways, to keep me paid
boomin’ bricks and breakin’ tricks by pimpin’ also sellin’ tapes
playa style from the north, when i smile you seein’ gold
bank account that keep me grinnin’, credit got my wallet swole
assed out ain’t in my category when it’s down to me
but to a b+tch, you must resist, the truth be bout your cheese

[outro: willie hutch]
oh, little girl
i feel, that we can make it ..
oh, little girl
i feel, that we can make it

- gimisum family lyrics

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