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The Game - Memph Bleek Iz lyrics

[The Game talking]

The young Roy Jones of this rap shit

Somebody bout to get knocked the f**ked out tonight man

You better tell your boy somethin, you better tell him somethin

[Verse 1: The Game]

Skip through the blueprint one bang this what's mentioned

Bleek you're one hit away but he didn't know The Game was pitchin

Balls faster than Roger Clemens nigga you're too big for your britches

Two gold albums not make you a hitter

Might make you a little richer but don't forget the big picture

All of those make you a fag but money like Little Richard

Take your faggot ass picture put it next to Gulliany

Run you for your roc-a-wear fit and beat you with the Tommy

Drag your ass down to Alby Square

Call Beans, Jay, Freeway, Biggs, Dame I'll be there

Compton behind me ask Nas queens is with me

You ain't never sold crack in your life I'm takin your fiends with me

Come get me

My guns smoke like Robert Downey

Two shots and a pound he got a room in Kings County

And you might live or sit in a box

Depending on how long it NYPD to respond to the shot

[Chorus: The Game]

Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek

Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek

[Verse 2: The Game]

See what the problem is too much east coast dick lickin

And everybody tryin to do their best 2pac rendition

Listen they wonder how I live with 5 shots

Niggaz is hard to kill on my block

When you was in the streets comin of age

I was in the streets pumpin the gauge

While you was rappin I was makin it happen

On the block with a kThe Game - Memph Bleek Iz - http://motolyrics.com/the-game/memph-bleek-iz-lyrics.html

While you was with the roc on the stage

I had rocks on the stage

On headliner for the front page we know that you front

You be on sunset doin what? Gettin your punk ass stunt

You gon respect us or that fo' rippin through the vests

And you know who you are deaf nigga'll get the message

Malik or M-E-M-P-H Bleek

F**k around and be a B-I-T-C-H sleek

'cause all that yappin dude will get guns clappin dude

And stop Memphis from rappin dude, huh

[Chorus: The Game]

Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek

Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek

[Verse 3: The Game]

It took me a little while but I am now understandin

Jay f**ked up in the first round when he picked olo with candy

Did olo in the second, nigga take it from me

The Roc get knocked off the bounce till you picked up beans

Add freeway to the team but move the ugly bitch

Trade the Marcy reject for Cam'ron and Lil' Chris

Now the squad 5 is live 6 man is Neef

Fans in the stand yellin out f**k Memphis Bleek

You want beef I have your body parts all over New York

Leg in jersey arm in Brooklyn head buried in central park

You can't even borrow from New York no more like john Storch

And I ain't talkin to him I'm talkin to Malik Cox

And I got a pine box for a nigga like you

Streets is talkin how many real niggaz like you

Hit LAX remember when you come to the coast

Niggaz don't play with they lives when it comes to the toast

[Chorus: The Game]

Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek

Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek

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