- Votes:
 - Composers:
 - Pridgen
 - Leslie / Parker
 - Bernhard Carlos / Grant
 - Dwight / Ries
 - Christopher / Carter
 - Shawn C. / Easley
 - Jim L. / Patrick
 - Karl Van Lamont
 
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Jay-Z - Think It's A Game lyrics
Think it's a game 'til them thangs come out 
I bang out 'til your brains hang out 
'Cause you're fuckin' with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga 
Think it's a game 'til them thangs come out 
I bang out 'til your brains hang out 
'Cause you're fuckin' with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga 
It was a full moon in the beginnin' of March, 'bout the end of winter '74 
The gangsta was born, introduced to sinnin' and spinnin' women 
Cats with big hats slammin' Cadillac doors 
Who choosin' hoes, you losin' hoes, you niggaz loose witcha hoes 
You motherfucker y'all ain't used to no hoes 
Niggaz wanna lo jack, track your bitches, shack your bitches 
I pimps up, smack my bitches, you wanna fuck trick your bitches 
I duck flip my bitches, get that cash with that extra ass bitch 
Plus I keep a gat at arm reach, you ain't no hustler 
Yous a car thief, nigga where your car keys? 
Crack topic, back block it 
Thirty-one long black top it, you can't stop it, gat top it 
Black mack, black glock it, blast rocket 
Sit your faggot-ass on your back pocket 
It's not a game, prick 
Think it's a game 'til them thangs come out 
I bang out 'til your brains hang out 
'Cause you're fuckin' with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga 
Think it's a game 'til them thangs come out 
I bang out 'til your brains hang out 
'Cause you're fuckin' with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga 
They call me, hov' the hustler, dough doubler 
Drove customers crazy in the late 80's, early 90's 
Now you can find me, girlie behind me, holdin' my mink up 
Ice pinkie ring in the air, drinkin' my drink up 
Top down, 'dro in the air, blowin' that stink up 
It's seldom that I smoke, but it helps my thinker 
Makes me a, mathematician about my math 
Get celebrity ass, I'm a statistician, rap with precision 
Nigga, your hoe chose hov', that's rapid division 
Now divide yourself and slide 
I, young vito, voice of the young people 
Mouthpiece for hustlers, ventriloquist for jugglers 
Took it where few went, made a few cents 
Don't call me hov' no more, call me "The blueprint" 
Sold dope sold crack sold soap sold rap 
Bought Bentley's, bought 'em back, nigga can you buy that? 
Think it's a game 'til them thangs come out 
I bang out 'til your brains hang out 
'Cause you're fuckin' with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga 
Think it's a game 'til them thangs come out 
I bang out 'til your brains hang out Jay-Z - Think It's A Game - http://motolyrics.com/jay-z/think-its-a-game-lyrics.html
'Cause you're fuckin' with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga 
Purpose for man, worship Allah, then you die 
Purpose of my gun, run in yo' shop and take pies 
Purpose of my son, raise him to do the same 
Clip blazin' it through your brains, strip, use it 'til it's burned out 
Benz coupes, jags and trucks when we roll out 
Man it ain't no lie, it's real as this four-five 
And real as these five salaats, whether we deen or not 
Our kids gotta eat, red beamer stops 
Where your connects gotta meet, interrupt your cop 
Dependin' on the dope size, we slide it from both size 
With hammers with hollows you feel we follow we're both risin' 
They killed your cousin you strapped and you won't ride and 
Don't think 'cause I rap that I won't 
Play o-dog in menace and drive-by men 
Real gangsters keep a bitch in the wheel, workin' the gas tank 
Hoes on the strip, bringin' that cash in 
Think it's a game 'til them thangs come out 
I bang out 'til your brains hang out 
'Cause you're fuckin' with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga 
Think it's a game 'til them thangs come out 
I bang out 'til your brains hang out 
'Cause you're fuckin' with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga 
It's C the young gunner, they call me the boy wonder 
Without that caped crusader, that cake is major, uh 
Nickel plate stay with it, except for in school 
Metal detectors in school, for every last nickel get moved 
Fucked every bad little bitch in the school 
Good with math but I skipped it in school 
Ankle to shop but I'm sick with them tools 
Shit, that's why I'm kicked out of school 
Fuck J's by da locker, come and holla, uh 
Out on my own, movin' out with the chrome 
And can't nobody take me out of that zone, not even A.I 
It ain't even a business, it's just the way I 
Get it consistently, flip it until the day I'm gone 
Scream beef any day and it's on 
The same Chris dangerous with a eight in my palm 
And been paid since the day I was born 
But these lames think it's a game 'til them thangs is drawn, uh 
Think it's a game 'til them thangs come out 
I bang out 'til your brains hang out 
'Cause you're fuckin' with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga 
Think it's a game 'til them thangs come out 
I bang out 'til your brains hang out 
'Cause you're fuckin' with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga








