The Game - We Gorillaz Lyrics

Yo let me tell you something right now
That crazy muthafucka goin down
and im makin for Goddamn sure that none
of us is going down with him


700 bars for your
Faggot Ass Niiggas
my album done, its friday, and i aint got shit to do


here the breakdown
fuck you nigga fuck your click
The whole world getting tired of that G-G-G


Switch, Fuck fif-


No you cant say that


2 buttons up a drop, mayback?


NAAHHH nigga


Well blackwall say fuck 'em all nigga


Let them shots fly and pour out the hard liquor
They say the 40 ounce make the grass grow
And when we hit the corner we spittin like Jazz-O


Jazz-O? that nigga taught jigga how to rhyme


He aint teach jigga how to rhyme
O well, bar for bar nigga line for line
Me and juice go back like the hands of time
REWIND


back in AZ, bangin AZ
sugarhill in the cutlass with no AZ


AZ like green for the lakers
.45 on ya chest Red beam for the haters


Haters, spin the crabs like vegas
We Throwin chips out yall stackin papers
Smash through Jacob cuffs On the cases
Open it up im just cleaning my bracelet


Time for a facelift change up the bazzle
Your elevator going down not on my level
The penthouse sleepin


more house freakin


Compton the hampton we back for the weekend
We leave niggas leakin like water in the projects


And my flow hot like water in the projects


We on the fifth flow hangin like grubman


Its a new jack city im gutter man
We from the gutter man
Did I st-stutter man?
Benjamin franklin in the choke whole rubberband


I got it Luis Vitton wallet
No cash lets ask the black card to solid


Hard black like the Bentley coup
Hop in ill show ya bitch what the Bentley do
V12 Im sickly the truth


And my name aint mike im tha mothafuckin booth
POOF
Get lost mofucka
Still mad that my team lost at the rucker


Here go Ashanti


Where she at ill fuck her


I thought you liked rihanna


I came for the drama


What about missy?


Nigga you can miss me


I take paris you take you take Nicole richie


Nah they too prissy


What about when we was backstage with Olivia


I smell something fishy
360 like vince for the Nets
the pench hit the fence


Cops come we got to jet


Jet, like a G-4 nigga?


Juice blowin up like C-4 Nigga


Want a war nigga
Its me and 4 niggas
You such a pi-po with the .44 nigga
Look out ya window see more niggas


We at your backdoor takin D-tour nigga
Run in ya house put a gun in ya mouth
Make shure she aint pregnant put 1 on her spouse


Ow shit we out 2 villains on the move
Spittin harder then LL on crush-groove


We new skool but we old skool gangsters


Peace to Ja Rule, payback for wanksta


Hot Rod step back im anxious
I shake ya after you juck buck and banks up


B.Dub.S


As Its time to change up


Drinks on us tonight put your change up
And your chains up, we gorillaz in the club


Well fuck you Orangutans up


Welcome to the jungle


Aw man you aint ready to swing with tarzan


We go hard like elephant tusk


And you niggaz peanuts you can never be us


We on a level with bus
like papoose when the gat loose SLAY what up?


Three wheel motion when the tray lift up


I got a new west-coast nigga dre look up


Juice mothafucka got the game shook up


Prodajay of the nigga with the flaming chucks, what


Time to stay my name nigga back up
Niggas get wrapped up bitches get smacked up
Az songs niggas know what im about


Backstage bodyguard


Knockin niggas out


Holdin up chronic on ya magazine cover
Next month im on the front solo mofucka
.45 in the polo mofucka, all chrome on the low-low mofucka
Gotta let them know mofucka
You jermaine dupri niggas rhyming So-So mothafucka


For you old mothafuckas and ya slow mothafuckas
This is not a low-blow mothafucka


Grey hair


You getting old mothafucka


Stay there


Im bout to blow mothafucka


All over the globe mothafucka
I kick shit like Brandon lee in the Crow mothafucka
And we freestyle shit just for fun
You niggas doin drive by's with a paintball gun
Niggas dont wanna get the war started


And betta nit hoodies make a way for the target


Nigga miss me with that ice cream shit


Unless you lickin ice-cream from my dick


I used to walk through the hood with a bag of bricks
When the world thought kim was a nasty bitch


Ten years later we kick classy shit


We aint negotiating nuthin we be crawlin through your vents
Fallin through the cealing with a squad full of killers
Juice let them know wassup


Yo Game We Gorillaz



ey juice you gotta stop dissin niggas man


Maannn fuck that


Nah man you gotta listen to me man
Ya gotta stop dissin these niggas


Mann fuck that


Im telling you man that shit aint gonna get you now where man
u gotta stop dissin niggas man


Man Fuck that


Aight nigga you gonna learn, keep on bein hardhead


G-G-G-G-Unot



Nigga you a rookie
Nigga dont even know how to say that shit right


Fuck it


Wasn't me
B.W.S
BITCH!
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