for dollars and chains You got love for the game Love what you do And do what you Love (for the game) Just for just for hip hop not for rap yo Love what
The summer wind Came blowin' in from across the sea It lingered there To touch your hair and walk with me All summer long We sang a song and then we
heads up, don't be a playa, hater Just peep game, keep your mind on your money Watch the bitch change See hoes love thugs and thugs love loot Hand it over, motherfucker, before I shoot Who do you love
let me blow for my niggaz Runnin' round, get down like motherfuckin' gorillas Shorty bop, the Wolop in the spot with the dollop Pot full of acid, I got the game
Make it move for me baby Make it jingle for me baby Touch it down to the floor Pick it up and let's go Make it move for me baby Make it jingle for
name is Puff It ain't my fault ya dane corrupt We went form Henny To Remi to Moe to Belve to The game is us, we gettin' money motherfucker And the game
price I don't under 'cause I over stand No time for mistakes so I'm overplayin' I'm in da club like what? Four five wit me And I'ma stay thuggin' till da
tell Shady I love him the same way that he did Dr Dre on the Chronic Tell him how real he is or how high I am Or how I would kill for him for him to know
mystevious But when the brother test you, murder and recieved no types of love Claimin' that you got juice with an ultimate ??? You think you got game
I roll 20 deep, it's always drama in da club N***** I heard I roll with Dre, everybody show me love When you sell like Eminem you get plenty of groupie love
shit... I'm talkin' atomic... My playa days are demolished... She dun took me out tha game... Now she packin' heat, gunnin' for my last name... I can
Da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da (I wanna see you bounce, I wanna see you bounce) Da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da
me I let it rain I do this shit myself lawyer money ain't a thang Da unit is the game The yin and the yang We went from poor to rich now look we da
of he got money you aint on dat groupie shit, still money make you cum, gotcha swag game together gucci this louie that, gotcha bag game together. Gotta mean pump game
Big Pun love yeah I don't give a fuck 'bout your fault or mis-happenin's, nigga We from the Bronx, New York shit happens Kids clappin', love to spark
, baby, up for the crown, baby We gets down, baby, up for the crown, baby Yo, the RM 80 is parked in the lot Right next to the Mercedes, keep the heat cocked For
