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the game – cough up a lung lyrics

[verse]
yo, i’m in new york on the block, i know you see it’s snowing
jesus piece got a jesus piece, both of them sh-t’s glowing
stussy jacket hoodie on, f-cking wind blowing
g-star, jordan 3’s, fly like boeing
and now that i got everbodys f-cking attention
let’s address this b-tch -ss n-gga going at kendrick
say the album is trash, n-gga you full of gas
poke holes in you, let you fill up a new york cab
n-gga in belize, cause he all in to his feelings
cause he did 10 years for shooting at the ceiling
diddy gave you a mill, lil n-gga shoulda chill
cute curly sideburns, talking ’bout he’s real
check my resume, any n-gga that want it i bury them
but f-ck this n-gga he can’t get in to america
i’m ’bout to hit brooklyn, f-ck this b-tch erykah
bust a nut, call a cab and cut
after i tear it up, and we just met today
gave her the pole, the day after electionday
b-tch was on section 8, tryna get a section 8
already came, it’s a wrap like electric tape
and hurricane said he got this b-tch, light out
she fell a sleep then her girl got piped out
and theese the type hoes nba n-ggas wife out
and theese my side b-tches n-gga what’s your life ’bout?
mine’s about guns in the stash, the chrys piped out
that’s a 300c and chrys iced out
3 kids, all 3 closets niked out
and i’m bipolar, see 40 glocc, lights out!
word on the streets, b-tch n-gga suing me
sending cops to my door, n-gga how you a g?
i ain’t beefing with the pigs, this you and me
and i spit the same 16 on your eulogy

cough up a lung where i’m from, compton son, ain’t nothing nice!
cough up a lung where i’m from, compton son, ain’t nothing nice!

- the game lyrics

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