- Votes:
- Composers:
- Welch
- Florence Leontine Mary / Epworth
- Paul Richard / Epps
- Tauheed / Forest
- B. / Jordan
- Maurice / Roberts
- W. / Taylor
- J.
 
- See also:
The Game - Ali Bomaye lyrics
[Intro: Game]
Get my people out them chains nigga 
I mean handcuffs, time to man up 
Put my hands up? Fuck you sayin' bruh 
Cause I'm a black man, in a Phantom 
Or is it cause my windows tinted 
Car cost 300 thou' and I blow Indo in it 
You mad cause your daughter fuck with me on spring break 
Well, I'm a fuck her 'til the springs break 
[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Yeah Roll another one cause I'm winnin 
And my four door looking real photogenic 
Jam 'em on the tire, in threads that won't expire 
I'm in a class of my own, my teacher got fired 
Money getting long, pussy rate keep rising 
Versace outfit cost me 3, 000 
From the P houses, did it from the weak hours 
Selling that chicken no lemon pepper, no sweet and sour 
First you get the power, then you get respect 
I'm getting so much money I can buy ya bitch 
Take it how you wanna, if you wanna take it 
I like clubs where all the women working naked 
Fell in love with a waitress what the fuck I'm thinking 
Bought that ho a ring it was for her pinky 
Uhn, that's pimpin' that's slick 
Got a bottle of cologne that cost more than your rent 
[Verse 2: Game]
Fuck y'all mad at me for 
Got a black car, and a black phantom 
With a white bitch in Idaho, I do the same thing in (Montana) 
Got a thick bitch in Atlanta, got a redbone in the Chi 
Got two chains, they two-tone, two hundred racks, no lie (true) 
Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye! 
I'm bout to rumble in the jungle in these new Kanye's 
Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye! 
My lawyer threw them gloves on and beat another case 
Fuck y'all mad at me for, cause my belt got two G's on it 
Her belt got two C's on it, my daughter's stroller got D's on it 
Free Big Meech, Free Boosie and C-Murder 
Like New Orleans, like Baltimore, come to Compton you'll see murders 
And my AR see murders, that's beef nigga no burgers 
I'm insane and you Usain, nigga better turn on them burners 
Got [?], bitch [?] 
Got dope to sell in this hotel, no half price, no retail 
You a bitch nigga, no female, I smack niggas, Sprewell 
I'm on the block like D 12, I got the white, no D-12 
Like a little nigga in Africa, I was born toting that K 
And that's real shit, no Will Smith, and no [?] 
But they yellin'... 
The Game - Ali Bomaye - http://motolyrics.com/the-game/ali-bomaye-lyrics.html
[Hook: Game] 
Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye! 
Thank God that a nigga seen another day 
Ali Bomaye! Ali Bomaye! 
Got a chopper and a bottle fuck it let 'em spray 
[Verse 3: Rick Ross] 
I take my case to trial, hire the Dream Team 
Robbie Kardashian, Johnnie Cochran, I seen things 
I dream big, I think sharp 
Inhale smoke, Hawaiian tree bark 
Humble yourself, you not a G, keep it one with yourself 
Run to niggas for help, favors I keep one on the shelf 
I got rifles with lasers, swing it just like the majors 
Hit you right above navel, now you swimming in pavement 
Gold medals on my neck, I call it Michael Phelps 
Hoes settling for less, I call 'em bottom shelf 
Niggas tough on them blogs and never did nothing at all 
On the road to the riches, bitches not tagging along 
[Verse 4: Game]
Unless it's ass in a thong, hit that ass and I'm gone 
Disrespect my nigga Boss and I'm flashing the chrome 
I'm waving the Tec, Tity spraying the Mac 
Extendos in the back, gonna lap [?] 
Got a bitch that look like Laila Ali sitting in my lap 
Got a call from Skateboard, pick 'em up at Lax 
Speaking skateboards, where Tune at? 
Fuck with him, I'll break a skateboard on a nigga back 
2 Chainz! 
[Verse 5: 2 Chainz and Game]
Skateboard on a nigga track 
No lie, No Lie already got a plaque 
Mama got a house, daughter got accounts 
Just to think a nigga like me started with a ounce 
Bad bitches and D-boys, we bring 'em out 
If them niggas pussy, we douche 'em, we clean 'em out 
This the voice of ghetto intelligence, if you got work 
Go to work the work at your residence... 
... For presidents 
Word to Muhammad, that triple beam is heaven-sent 
Riding through the jungles in that muthafuckin' elephant 
That's a gray ghost, with the ears on it 
Swimming through the hood like it got fins on it (Tell 'em!) 
You know I got that work on the foreman grill 
Weigh the muthafuckas in, made another mill' 
Got a nigga feeling like Cassius Clay 
Thrilla in Manilla, nigga want it whip his ass today 
[Hook]

















