da shit lyrics – game

[intro:]

now where’s the sh*t?
the sh*t?
the sh*t!
n*gga whatsup man?
come on kill that noise man, let’s just get the sh*t,
don’t worry, you’ll get the sh*t,
you’ll be,
knee deep in sh*t!

[chorus: (the game)]

i’m a g, you can’t see me,
that must be, why you’re talkin’ (shut your mouth b*tch)
i’m the sh*t, and you know,
it, never stops, there’s no stoppin’ (it don’t stop *****z)
light a lo’, blow a smoke, oh,
as i cruise, streets of compton
(roll out the six fo, six trey, gl*ss house, ’57 chevelot, tell them *****z)

[verse 1:]

i let the whole world know that i can’t be stopped,
even without doc i’m still from the (streets of compton),
yeah ***** i said it, and i’ma stay on top,
like a hoodrat with bomb *ss c*ck,
run up in ’em like these rap *****z, i ain’t gotta clap *****z,
end your career with one line like that *****z,
hit the switch front and back, make it bounce,
let it jump, killa-for-ni-a is where i’m from,
3 wheelin’ with the *ss out, smoke chronic ’til i p*ss out,
all the way to my ***** daz house,
he always gotta big bad b*tch from long beach,
she a known freak and she gotta long reach,
she gon’ touch it, suck it, f*ck it, never back down,
‘specially when al green in the background,
now b*tch hit the weed and turn that *ss round,
it’s time to bring back chronic into doggystyle,
westcoast *****z still holdin’ sh*t down,

[chorus: (the game)]

i’m a g, you can’t see me,
that must be, why you’re talkin’ (shut your mouth b*tch)
i’m the sh*t, and you know,
it, never stops, there’s no stoppin’ (it don’t stop *****z)
light a lo’, blow a smoke, oh,
as i cruise, streets of compton
(roll out the six fo, six trey, gl*ss house, ’57 chevelot, tell them *****z)

[verse 2:]

i’m back on the cover of the source and the xxl,
floatin’ all through the (streets of compton),
i got more b*tches, more plaques, more beef, and more straps,
that’s what the f*ck i call “gangsta rap”,
i was the aftermath remedy ’til friends turn enemies,
streets kept me laced like bloods dipped in hennesse,
you *****z act like the game can’t roll ’em out,
one man show still sell a motherf*cker out,
we know dre still sell a motherf*cker out,
‘cus everybody here from the (streets of compton),
we got crip *****z, blood *****z, *ssays, asians,
red and blue laces, tattoos on faces,
i kept you *****z waiting had to take you back to the basics,
switch the impala from gold to chrome daitons,
everytime your b*tch hear my voice she masturbating,
i run though hoes like walter payton on the daily,
i got your main b*tch swallowing my babies,

[chorus: (the game)]

i’m a g, you can’t see me,
that must be, why you’re talkin’ (shut your mouth b*tch)
i’m the sh*t, and you know,
it, never stops, there’s no stoppin’ (it don’t stop *****z)
light a lo’, blow a smoke, oh,
as i cruise, streets of compton
(roll out the six fo, six trey, gl*ss house, ’57 chevelot, tell them *****z)

i’m the westcoast rakim, got you *****z blocked in,
gl*ss house parked sideways on the stock rims,
new school, old school mentality,
translation – four pumps and twelve batteries,
hydraulics make the world go round,
your girl go down, chronic make your girl slow down,
for she end up like superhead, giving superhead,
every ***** in the industry now f*ck superhead,
and i might just f*ck her too,
if i ever catch her sliding or riding through the (streets of compton),
rolling down green leaf smoking on that green leaf,
with a mac 10 like i was born on queen’s street,
murder mcs like i was born in queen’s bridge,
that how i show you palm *****z where the king is,
and you don’t wanna play chess on a time clock,
i’m in the hall of fame next to snoop, behind ‘pac,
i got the whole motherf*cking world locked,

[chorus: (the game)]

i’m a g, you can’t see me,
that must be, why you’re talkin’ (shut your mouth b*tch)
i’m the sh*t, and you know,
it, never stops, there’s no stoppin’ (it don’t stop *****z)
light a lo’, blow a smoke, oh,
as i cruise, streets of compton

(roll out the six fo, six trey, gl*ss house, ’57 chevelot, tell them *****z)

[outro:]

everybody wanna know what the f*ck is going on,
am i signed to aftermath? interscope? what’s up with geffen?
i’ma just say it like this:
one day i walked in the motherf*ckin’ house,
and all my sh*t was gone.

/ game lyrics