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The Game

Wont Stop

I won't stop. No matter what they say
And I'm still fucking with Dr. Dre
It's Aftermath, so nigga stay the fuck out my way
I'm telling you, blood.

I won't stop. No matter what they say
And I'm still fucking with Dr. Dre
It's Aftermath, so nigga stay the fuck out my way
I'm telling you, cuz.

Man, look at the wheels
The motherfucking wheels
Black low and half blood
You niggas know the deal
Fuck lamborghini doors
Nigga I ride stock and fuck
You lil rap niggas
Homie I buy Pac
Dre told me long time ago:
'Joy is pain. You sell 5 million records
Some shit gon' change.'
He was right
I traded the coupe
And got me a range
No ice to black diamonds
In my Black Wall chain
You know I'm gonna ride
And ain't shit changed
But the right to claim both sides
(East Side, West Side!)
Ask these, niggas know me
Down in best style
Blowing sticky with them Crooklyn kids
Hit switches on the Brooklyn Bridge
Speakers banging: 'I'm going going'
Big took you there
And Game recognize Game
Don't play me homie
You think cause I'm a millionaire
I won't spray you homie
You know.

It only been 12 months. I lost a few friends
Had my baby mama bust the windows out of my Benz
Hip hop police on me every city I'm in
Well, hell me and Dre we dipping again
3 wheel motion chrome spokes on the rims
Run up on us watch that 38 revolver spin
I'm rich Game bitch, I made a few mill'
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Now the '64 Impala got a Paul Wall grill
They say I moved out the hood
I ain't keeping it real
So I took the projects back
Put 'em on top of the hill
I'm hungry
Still rap like I ain't got no deal
You can pop that Cristal
But nigga I pop steel
I'm going diamond
I put that on my first born child
I'm almost dead. I ran 99 miles
Bitches they used to diss me
They feeling me now. They say
I rap like tha ol' Snoop
On Doggystyle. Ha ha!

This could be the day
You get rich or
This could be the day
You try
This could be the day
You walk away or
This could be the day
You die

Yeah motherfucker:
You hear my shit in the club
When you do know 9 out of 10 times
I'm in the club
Stop fucking with cristal
I can't pay that price
I take a 20 40 ounces and a bucket of ice
Pour it on my niggas
Now they flooded with ice
Niggas hate me to my death
Cause I'm loving my life
I can walk through any hood
I payed that cost
I ain't felt this good
Since I got shot in the heart
25 years old
Put the tell (??) on the Porsche
25 covers from Double XL to The Source
Dr. Dre chose me, to carry the torch
I spit, cause the D.O.C. lost his voice.