Game Owe Me (Featuring Kool Ace) [Amended Version]

The game owe me, game owe me

The game owe me, game owe me

The game owe me, game owe me

The game owe me, game owe me

The game owe me, game owe me

The game owe me, game owe me

The game owe me, game owe me

The game owe me

About four or five years ago

I made a promise to my momma

I would never sell no mo dope and the world so cold

Where the real die young and the hate grow old

But they all die slow, I wonder how it get so close

And it's hard to focus when ya got bout four, five hoes

'Bout six, seven pounds of that dro

Faybo unleashed a roll at the do'

That game old, speaking of the game, no scope

I always keep four four, they don't know the life I know

From the dro smoke, new poe smoke, maybe no smoke

Whether it's my folks or your folks, never go broke

Betta owe six with the smoke they owe me

And my mind and my heart and my soul

Check it out now Mook-be

Y'all know me grabbed the mic since '93

Hatin' ass ****'s wouldn't let me eat but I kept it real

Stayed true to the streets, stayed down, sucked up the frown

'Cause I knew the game was gonna bounce back around

Still in it till the motherfuckin' finish, you can best believe

I'm gonna get me a ticket, the game owe me

Some big money, paid dues to be a five star G

Worked hard didn't get shit free

Met a lot of bitch ****'s in the industry

Suckas weren't hearin' or feelin' me

I ain't rappin' on the motherfuckin' booty shaped beat

Now I gotta hit bitch gimme off E, hey hey

The game owe me, game owe me

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The game owe me

Here we go, hit me now

Most of theses boys be like hangin' around, soakin' gain

Plottin' and plannin', theivin'  my trays for all my mayne's

Used to be my gat man, my errand boy, my neophyte

After I see E-B-triple-X droppin' heat all night

We made a pact when I was grindin', you was broke man

I'm sellin' weight and gettin' money in that fat lane

We can pop that gat, we can pop that steel

We can pull that twelve front gauge

When you had blond hair hoops in ears and actin' bitch made

My track got hot, my weight was up

Bottom mashing them click hoes

Five deep, I'm getting no sleep and constantly mashing on the hoes

It's D4L, mack a therma real feel pimpin'

Red snapper fillet mignon and eatin' barbecue shrimpin'

Limos in the drive way, sittin' from the night before

Meter runnin', it don't matter 'cause I'm gettin' mo' and mo'

The game been good to me, the games till owing me

Hear me now, I shed so much blood

So much sweat, so much tear

The game been good

The game owe me, game owe me

The game owe me, game owe me

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The game owe me

Game owe me, I ain't gotta lie

Who says a man ain't supposed to cry?

Lord, ain't gon' put no more you can't stand

Get on one knee and raise yo hand

2004 my mama got sick

Start them bells all types of shit

Wanna ride good, wanna look good to

Game owe me, I don't know about you, believe it, believe it l

The game owe me, game owe me

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