The Game

[Young Menace] + (The Game)
Yeah! What is it? Its Young Menace, and the Game
(Hahaha, yeah) Stackin chips, G-Unit (Chuck Taylor)
Doublin down on who? (Comptons young guns)
Sacramentons finest (Who fuckin with me?)
From Sac-Town to Compton, you dig?
[The Game]
Yo, yo, now aint no tellin what the Gamell do, listen dawg
I blow the guts out the dutch and do the same to you
And just to get shit crackin, I drop the toaster
Grab the Louis go Sammy Sosa
And you aint gotta know me to know that, I hop out a new pink Rolls
With the fifty-two Pete Rose throwback
Haze in my eyes, listen to Bobby Womack
On the same corner where Eazy-E sold coke at
And dawg Ima test your education
What do I mean when I say I move more birds than migration?
Im the nigga thatll smoke the purple, get high as a kite
Down half the Goose then choke your workers
Dont make me put two in your shirt, dawg I put in the work
Then move bags like Doony & Bert
And stuff work in the GMC, cause on my block
Im the King of Rock like Run-D.M.C., nigga
[Chorus: Young Menace]
Im a mobster, with a mac-11 chopper
Thatll pop ya and put one through ya motherfuckin collar
Im a mobster, Robin Hoods like Kevin Costner
If ya fuck with my dollars Ill make you swallow my daughters
Im a mobster, I keep a bitch by my waist
Just in case I gotta draw down to get this big face
Im a mobster, uh-huh, yeh-yeah
Im a mobster, uh-huh, yeh-yeah
[Young Menace]
Shhhhh.. I got a lot to say
Dawg I gotta get paid thats why I rock the lle
And chop the lle to push bricks through your block a day
Ill bring terror to your squad and make you rock away
Dont depend on tomorrow you can get shot today
Ill spit acid on your turf and watch your block decay
Dawg I spit on your grave and fertilize you too
I hit em hard with 16 bars, flames and fumes
Somebody needs to push your infant rap back in the womb
Go head and keep talkin that shit and get your life consumed
I put a hole in your chest dawg the size of the moon
Yeah you musta been talkin, howd you get out that soon?
(You fuckin snitch!) I got a chop thatll touch yo head like Vidal Sassoon
You dont wanna see my platoon, I got gorillas and baboons
That wont hesitate, they gon do what they have to
When theres beef on the streets its on for life like tattoos
[Chorus]
[Verse Three]
It dont matter what season, it dont matter not a day
I move traffic through the city, plus I keep the right of way
Im on point like Bibby, Im the leader of the team mayne
Got the whole city amped just like a Lakers versus Kings game
Everybodys fired up, I drop major packages
Im never doin bids because my game is so immaculate
A bitch try to snitch, "I Cant Deny It" like Fabolous
Before the evidence gatherin, someones in an ambulance
Now thatll learn you to keep your big mouth shut
Those with big mouths I got the perfect size nuts
Yeah I do my dirt, but I wash my hands thoroughly
Handle my business first so I can celebrate early
Its business before pleasure my business brings me pleasure
It feels good to be able to shine, in any type of weather
Thats why I do what I gotta do so my moneys lookin tight
Whether Im jukin on the block or have bitches hookin lights yknow?
[Chorus]
[ Im A Mobsta Lyrics ]