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willy northpole - game over lyrics

[gun loaded]
[gun c-cks]

[intro:]
heheheh!
yeah, f-ck this n-gga man this n-ggas, g-y! (hehehe!)
this n-gga had a tongue ring!
any n-gga woulda… that’s all i need to hear’s a n-gga had a tongue ring, on top of that! (yeah!)
ooh, yeah!
‘member sisqo had that sun on his stomach! (heheheheh!)
that sun sh-t on his navel!
that n-gga got that sh-t on his chest…
you could see, you could still see that sh-t he tried to cover it up with the n.w.a sh-t!
youkno’msayin’? (hahahahaha!)
plus the n-gga was a stripper!
never denied bein’ a stripper! (hehehe!)
on top of that, his favorite player… uh… basketball player was dennis rodman! (hehehehe!)
so you know this n-gga is a f-ckin’ weird-o, man!
now that he got the b-tterfly on his eye, n-gga that sh-t startin’ to come out man!
man, let’s get this n-gga! (hahahahah!) [beat starts]

[intro:]
yeah, w-lly! (ggg-ggg!)
south phoenix! (ggg-ggg- g-unit!)
uh!
skip this n-gga, man!
hotrod, carnegie whattup? (ggg-ggg!)
let’s go!
g-unit! (ggg-ggg g-unit!)

[verse:]
n-gga it’s the last supper. – and i’m sittin’ in the middle, (uuuh!)
this is straight from the heart! – no gimmicks and no riddles!
after dinner table. – whattup bank$? whattup buck? (whattup?)
whattup fif’? whattup yay’? sh-t’s about to get rough. (hahahaha!)
what? ! – i ain’ supposed to beef cause i’m brand new? !
n-gga you a rod! – if a motherf-cker hands you
a couple of dollars can (uh!) put your daughter in college (yeah!)
to slaughter a couple of rap n-ggas to talk greasy
g-yme, joey and jada that sh-t is too easy!
get to know w-lly! – y’all about to meet w-lly
a beast, i beg this n-gga 50 to: “free w-lly! ”
first off this n-gga, g-yme bang you little red homie! (uh!)
dead rappers tattoed on you, oh is them your dead homies? !
n-gga i know your past about that tat on your neck!
you got it big enough to cover that crip set
yeah, yeah! g-yme flipped! – g-yme used to be a crip!
curtis junior high was no bloods, all riffs!
i got fam’ in carson, i got fam’ in compton! (uh!)
you pretty young thing! – f-ggot–ss tongue ring!
you disloyal n-gga; jus’ let me know one thing!
you was quick to diss ja, but when it came to joe
and jadakiss! – that’s when the g-yme became a ho!
you talked a lot of sh-t to irv and lil’ bro
but was scared of compet-tion cause ja had lil’ flows
50 put you under his wing when you had no tats!
when you had no game! when you had no straps! (uh!)
when you had no name, you called my n-gga ratchet! (what n-ggas? !)
g-yme g-y how the f-ck you diss jay? !
and turn around and apologise the next day. (hahahaha!)
i see the b-tch in this n-gga jus’ like a x-ray!
you better keep the doctor if you wanna stay paid
it ain’t a “squad” of “terror” – since the p-rn era!
fat joe, fat funky! – big nasty, sweat junkie!
joe garbage, the n-gga rap r-t-rded!
you can’t go platinum so why the f-ck you got artists? !
+lean back+, backward -ss your whole f-ckin’ squad wack!
new king of the jungle, y’all a couple of bobcats, ha!
i’m too clever, can’t beat me, it’s g-unit, can’t cheat me!
ready for war two-thousand lunges!
two-thousand pull ups and two-thousand cruntches
for jada’ and his punchers, i’m here to straight free yonkers
why is the lox fake they really ain’t no shooters? !
why it’s only hit came from a g-unit producer? !
why this n-ggas talk tough – like they rough and gritty? !
and turn around and get robbed and did a show with diddy! (f-ggot–ss n-ggas!)
you n-ggas is t-tties! you n-ggas is p-ssy! – pull out your dushes!
back in the day i wouldda hopped out the bushes (uuuh!)
but that was back in the day when i was runnin’ with pushers! (uh!)
wasn’t the lox n-ggas +money, power, respect+? !
puff daddy was a pimp, did y’all ever get a “cheque”? !
did y’all ever get “respect”? ! did y’all ever get “power”? !
cause last time i checked every album went sour
sh-t! – f-ck the lox, fat joe and them other guyz!
i wish my n-gga would get a tat’ of a b-tterfly. (youkno’msayin’?)
back to the g-yme, you in trouble you g-y ho!
you used to be a stripper with n.w.a flows!
get it off your chest n-gga! – let eazy rest n-gga!
w-lly signed you would never have the west n-gga!
wild wild west flow at it’s best n-gga
i ain’t from the coast but i’m a west “ghost”!
a south phoenix vet’ and i’m far from a gang rookie! (yeah!)
south phoenix love me on broadway, i’m tookie! (yeah!)
give a f-ck about your five shots – cali-bon got popped!
do that give him street cred on the block? ! no!
you had a scholarship, g-yme was on some college sh-t
i heard that mixtape i laughed that’s he talked!
a blood sayin’: “if i was a crip, i c-walk! ” (hahahaha!)
what the f-ck did he say; this n-gga is g-y!
shots out to them broadway gangsterz
6-0-2 and a n-gga that created this w-nksta!
fifty you tried! – you shoulda pulled this cat to the side
studied his past and noticed that this dude was f-g!
“change of heart” that n-gga got dissed by that lame broad!
and said that: he watched the whole show with his gang squad!
come on man! – i had to expose his flat face
mush face, tongue ring eat a b-tch p-ss face!
hollywood blood, fake hollywood thug!
50 doin’ movies with mad hollywood plug!
so tell all ’em g-unot pick a sign slaves!
that’s happy the world! – g-unot paid!
all that tough talk dvd is bluff
n-gga you in the same state, you can’t even touch yuk’!
50 smart! – if he wanted to he can find you
he can touch you – and them broke n-ggas behind you, (hahahaha!)
n-gga! – i got a whole state behind me, that’s power!
untouchable! – you couldn’t wet w-lly in the shower!
cause when i hit the game i started with 50 cents
i made young bucks! – bank$, ever since, n-gga!

[outro:]
yeah!
hahahahaha!
f-ck you n-gga! f-ck all y’all n-ggas!
oh now my n-gga a rat, huh? !
he a snitch? !
you used to run with the n-gga!
the n-gga put money in your pocket, n-gga there wouldn’t be no g-yme!
youkno’msayin’?
you disloyal n-gga!
jus’ admit you got scared!
when it’s, when it’s time to beef with them n-gga you-you cracked up under pressure!
you scared of them industry n-ggas!
you wasn’t built for that g-unit sh-t, it’s compet-tion in this game right now!
fake–ss n-gga!
then on the dvd… you went to the n-gga house… the n-gga, the n-gga wasn’t even at home!
youkno’msayin’?
y’all n-ggas is like high school kids and sh-t, man
this n-gga signin’ deals for movies and y’all n-ggas in…
in the motherf-ckin’ woods… lookin’ at the n-gga crib, n-gga!
g-y–ss n-ggas!
you and them broke n-ggas!
n-gga you should’a hopped the fence n-gga; knocked on a n-gga door…
tresp-ssin’ n-gga!
that’s a legal reason to pop your -ss!
talkin’ all that street sh-t n-gga, you fake n-gga! i see through that sh-t!
you could fool these muhf-ckin’ fans n-gga but you can’t fool a real, n-gga!
youkno’msayin’?
i know them blood n-ggas out there!
hey man i’m a tell you like this, n-gga!
it’s whatever when you see me!
this is g-unit!
it’s w-lly… hotrod, carnegie whattup n-ggas?
all my southside n-ggas!
my phoenix vet’s!
hey g-yme don’t try to turn this into no… no la/phoenix sh-t, n-gga!
handle your own beef, n-gga!
it’s w-lly!

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