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£r mmf - the game's mine lyrics

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impact on the track
yeah
it’s that c biz sh-t
that £r sh-t that you already f-ckin’ know
and straight gas
get that sauce, fill that motherf-cking joint
you feel me
c biz!

get the cocaine out the foil
bring the water to a boil
i’m whippin’ my wrist in a coil
i’m spillin’ sauce like it’s oil
all of my n-gga’s are loyal
no extortion they ain’t spoilt
£r is all i do best
cuttin’ prices like i’m troy

everytime i f-ck a b-tch
i put plastic on my d-ck
in the kitchen with a presser
i gymnastic on a brick
microwave or a stove
pyrex pot whipping o’s
whip a roley whip a bimmer
whip up hurricane katrina

in the trap’s where i’m at
flippin’ packs gettin’ racks
i take a l i smoke a l
i hit the trap i get it back
these n-ggas hate to show the love
i know connects, i know the plug
he made you pay way too much for that
he won’t connect he ain’t the plug

12 gauge in my shotty
i got your girl in my lobby
i give her anything she wants
d-ck cos i’m a f-ck-a-holic
you know my man he knows you well
i seen your number in his cell
well i don’t really give a f-ck
i tell your man i f-cked his girl

i hit the streets i play the game
i build the sh-t i made the name
i hit the note i change the game
i made some change i change my lane
i made the change and broke the chain
i caught a case i change my name
i made the lane and showed the way
£r and so we ate

c biz you best know it
£r we done showed it
a n-gga put me in the grave
40 counts you best blow it
i hit the rave and shut it down
i moved the base i smoked the loud
your broke you joke you’re just a clown
you ain’t on road you’re just about

c biz the name is sick
my flow is hard i take the p-ss
i paid the price i get the brick
i break it down and feed the strip
44 for protection
all gold in my section
£r to the world
that’s the team that i’m reppin

mob on these b-tches
i throw money on hoes
rip to these snitches
that’s how everything goes

i paid the price and live the life
your sh-ts a mess you live a lie
c biz the game is mine
my tables full we eatin’ rice
i came from jail they said i’m broke
i heard he laughed they told a joke
i switched the game and fibbed the lane
he ate his word i made him choke

c biz you best know it
£r we done showed it
we’re the best and they know it
i’m the best and they know it

get the cup f-ck the measure
get the press put the pressure
i whip the brick and get the press
it’s rated 8 it sells for less

f-ck a 10 i’m in the den
i sell a brick i’m makin 10
free my little bro in pen
i’m goin hard we’re back again

c biz
£r
sk trust me
all of my n-ggas are trappers
most of my n-ggas are sittin’ in jail
but all of my n-ggas are stackers
day in the life
n-gga kept it so trill cos
none of my n-ggas are actors
and i ain’t f-ckin’ round with n0body else
cos most of them n-ggas are slackers

(£r)
i want the money f-ck the fame
£r in my blood
my jeans are slim my tee is fit
all my pockets on flood
tony montana n-ggas came up
rollin round with bandanas and hammers
i came from the slammer
now all i see is rich n-ggas rollin on my manor

biz
yeah yeah yeah
biz

let’s go put a dab on that
put a dab right there
like that £r stuff
dab
i want them to dab on me

put a dab on that
ahhh
ah ah ah
ahhhhh
skrrrrrr

6ix figure music
that’s how we get down
£r

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