Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Excercise Yo Game, artist - Coolio. Date of issue: 30.10.1995
Song language: English
Excercise Yo Game |
| When I was fifteen years old |
| Straight dope game I was told |
| I went from, selling pennies of the riders dank-ah (riders dank-ah) |
| Timin ass think of slangin crank (think of slangin griqua) |
| Situation critical: phone home, phone home |
| Talkin on my digital: call phone |
| Ya seen a boatload of situations, for dangleations |
| Invalid ghetto pass late ass registrations |
| Boy I tell you shit is pitiful, damn! |
| Vocally repentable, dead right! |
| I try to stay away from artificial (artificial) |
| Plastic ass (plastic ass), pleather motherfuckin individuals |
| (Fuckah!!) |
| Exercise yo' game main |
| Cause things is changin and rearrangin |
| Exercise yo game main |
| Just use yo' brain main don’t run the same game |
| Exercise yo' game main |
| Fertilize yo' grass, playa get that cash |
| Exercise yo' game main |
| But you gotta make it last! |
| Verse Two: Coolio |
| One lone loco rides away |
| Into the sunset but, I ain’t done yet |
| Respect yourself and wear your vest |
| Keep your guard up cause fools be hard up |
| When you hittin dips better check yo' clips and |
| Watch the police and the Bloods and the Crips |
| Anyway you choose got ta pay your dues |
| Keep one in the chamber cause the shoes always loose |
| Rubber wheels beat rubber heels anyday |
| Put the green in your jeans and get the holes out ya halo |
| Or you can stay broke while your homies is rollin smokes |
| And sippin yak and smokin dank and tellin jokes, haha |
| Pa-pap, pa-pap *gunshot sound accompanies*, fool you can have that |
| I worked too hard for mine, to let you take a dime |
| No pain no gain no pocket change |
| Prepare yourself for battle, exercise yo' game |
| Exercise yo' game main |
| Make your money grow don’t you be no ho low |
| Exercise yo' game main |
| Keep your works on tight to make yo' stash stay right and |
| Exercise yo' game main |
| Fertilize your grass, playa get yo' cash |
| Exercise yo' game main |
| Playa get your coins, be like Donald Goines |
| Have heart have money man, have heart have money man -- YAKNOW! |
| Verse Three: KAM |
| I got next you wanna run with me homey (yeap) |
| Well I don’t need playas in the paint who cain’t do nuttin fo' me |
| Show me get down nigga (right) we can make sumpim happen (yeah) |
| I’m West coast Eastside East hood slum gangsta rappin |
| Niggas say you want to be affiliated (yeah) |
| Well let me warn you: I’m the kind of playa that’s really hated |
| I’m rated X like Malcolm |
| E-40, Coolio, and KAM -- sprinkle game like talcum |
| You want to make money in the game well let me show you |
| How to do for self cause ain’t nobody gon' do this for you |
| Oh you caught like lint; |
| if you waitin on the mystery God |
| Cause ain’t nobody gonna give you shit |
| You gotsta get up, off yo' ass |
| And put yourself in heaven on Earth, before you pass |
| And exercise yo' game -- exercise yo' game fool |
| Verse Four: 40 Thevz |
| Peep game from a young ass, rollin on the one way |
| Foot to the gas got the indo mixed with hash |
| Monday through Sunday and all in-between |
| I fiend for my paper, my fed, and my green |
| Ain’t no busters or no suckers on my team or in my mattress |
| Just call me the Pimp |
| And you can call me the Rat |
| Watch my feet hit the tracks it, ain’t no lookin back |
| I’m on a mission tryin to put my fuckin click on the map |
| But these niggas don’t know the half |
| Runnin with riff raff but I got some game for your bitch ass |
| Cause your game is weaker than an anorexic |
| I exercised my game until I had my game perfected |
| I wrote the game on paper then I put the game on record |
| You better check it nigga don’t you every disrespect it |
| Thevz in the house better exercise yo' game |
| Exercise yo' game |
| Have heart have money main, have heart have money man, YAKNOW! |
| Exercise yo' game main |
| Make your money grow don’t you be no ho low |
| Exercise yo' game main |
| Keep your works on tight to make your stash stay right and |
| Exercise yo' game main |
| Fertilize your grass, playa get that cash and |
| Exercise yo' game main |
| But you gotta make it last (make it last)!!! |
| All day erytime |
| Yeah |
| E-40 and tha motherfuckin Click |
| That’s right |
| PMD |
| Yeah |
| Crowbar, Barr 9 |
| Uh-huh |
| 40 Thevz |
| That’s right |
| Erytime, motherfucka |
| In that ass |
| like Bugsy |
| Yeah |
| De massive |
| Uh-huh |
| We don’t stop |
| My nigga Kam |
| We don’t quit |
| God damn! |
| Fuck a motherfucka -- we on hit, the Bay to L. Aaaaaaaaaii |
| Slide |
| Motherfucka display |
| All the way to Compton |
| Yo' game orientate in situations |
| Niggas dump all on my Clickalications, I’m pervin |
| Oh yeah |
| Erytime motherfucka |
| Sho' we do -- don’t let us in we breakin in fool |
| This is what I do |
| Yeah -- E-40, Coolio, the 40 Thevz -- my nigga Kam, god damn |
| Yeah, Barr 9 in the house |