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toure – game time lyrics

(verse)
you ain’t got no dog sh+t, i’ll show you how to get this sh+t
go get you a blender, i can show you how to mix this sh+t
but that ain’t the only way, i got a whole list of sh+t
got a whole list of hoes, different hoes, pick a b+tch
peekaboo! let her be with you after i hit the b+tch
my dog and them got rollies but i’m tryna get us richie rich, more rich
if i had a choice, we’d be on forbes list
would you be poor or rich? would you be…
(uh)
perky after perky, i don’t think the meds work
promise imma chase these millions till my f+cking legs hurt
till my f+cking ankles pop, this sh+t ain’t bout no chain or watch
sh+t ain’t about claiming blocks, sh+t is you in that gang or not?
(nah! nah!)
is you gon bust that brain or not? i done lost n+ggas i thought was riding till the chain poppеd
gotti that’s my brother, i feel like we got thе same pop
like we got the same mom, rapping, trapping, same time
seen me hop out, make that switch get him
he don’t f+ck no top tiers, let’s make a b+tch get him
he was dissin’ on the dead, now he dead with ’em
oh that’s your twin? i wish that you got put to bed with him
real victims, know my past can’t get erased
(uh)
i can’t get replaced they get behind me, it’s a chase
(uh)
i can’t get a case, most my homies done got sentenced, some feds some state
in these trenches it ain’t safe, i seen a rat k!ll a snake
seen a rat raise a mouse, you know how that turnt out
in a track, you smell the tires burning when we turnt out
in my act, i tell them go and turn up when i’m burnt out
n+ggas dissin’ me for clout, take his sneakers, stomp him out
(verse 2)
(uh)
cruising down the street, gle 63 fully+loaded twin turbo pipes on it, amg
turn it up, make that some light sh+t, get me from a to b
turnt it up. no they don’t like this, this sh+t they hate to see
pure dope, sh+t you could put me in the blender, make a three
pure coke, sh+t you could drop me in the pyrex, make a key
real gangsta, you could drop me in the projects with a g…
l+o+c+k, gen five 23
came from sliding four deep in a f+cking ford taurus spinning 54th st
lucky on the fourth street, savage on the sixth street, they putting n+ggas six feet
dedicated to that spinning, n+ggas barely getting sleep
don’t compare me to these n+ggas like i wasn’t into beef
don’t compare me to these rappers like i wasn’t in these streets
riding ’round with 60 plus, just me and sosa in the jeep
sh+t we did this sh+t for hours, then for days, sh+t for weeks
sh+t i did this sh+t for years, n+ggas don’t compare to me
n+ggas act like they my peers, i think n+ggas scared of me
i done seen real n+ggas perish, n+ggas need to cherish me
n+ggas need to cherish me
n+ggas need to cherish me

- toure lyrics

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