Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Game Over , by - Dabrye. Song from the album Two / Three, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 12.06.2006
Record label: Ghostly International
Song language: English
Game Over |
| How da fuck you sound? |
| Detroit make the world go round |
| Pull up them big trunks set up shop in your town |
| Week later my wolves straight lockin' it down |
| Bust those lead pipes that make those loud sounds |
| Lay down clowns I’ll turn your smile to a frown |
| Blown' that good green y’all chip in and they know that ground |
| Your the reason for the skin to come that time |
| They’re homo veggie thugs sportin' teddies and nightgowns |
| Smacking' you little ballerinas down to the ground |
| 200 pounds of pressure |
| Man I’ma mess ya |
| Few hours later the paramedics gotta get ya |
| Yeah, take his ass straight to a hospital |
| A’int no fat and Jay’s the ultimate obstacle |
| Cain’t fuck with it -- it’s impossible |
| It’s on and popin' |
| You lost the show imposters |
| On my East side, West side |
| Say it again |
| East side, West side (west side) |
| Nigga’s doin' the flair |
| You’re just a little… boy |
| Fuckin' with a man |
| Call up them big fellas |
| Never see you again |
| While you lames tryin' to say in the game |
| We playin' to win |
| Been heard once -- I say it again |
| While you lames tryin' to say in the game |
| We playin' to win (win) |
| Phat Kat and Jay did it again -- Uh |
| They can pretend while we get this though |
| All my hoes go get it |
| Pimpin' takes dough from the hoes and go spen' it |
| I takes it from the baby mama |
| I takes it from the cousin |
| I’ll kick you sober in the motivator when I’m buzzin' |
| I make 'em, I break 'em, I came in the door |
| I said it before -- don’t let it be short |
| Cause it’s not the game to play |
| No, it’s not the game (Hoax) |
| It’s just the way that we play |
| Gotta pimp-smack baby on the daily for cake |
| Maybe it’s just the way that we lay it down |
| Cause just like that |
| Hoe’s come out the puss like that |
| Head up in the rib -- I push |
| Like the mack I am it’s bitch, choose or loose it |
| With truth in the music who could refuse it? |
| Who keeps the fuse lit? |
| New shit, nigga |
| Wanna walk the walk, well make sure your shoes fit |
| Tighten your laces, boy… |
| And if your lips is loose I got plenty of shit to tighten your faces |
| Huh -- let’s face it, you’re basic, boy |
| Jay, spit it |
| Don’t hate, bitch |
| Make some noise. |
| (oh) |
| Yo- yo, This is dedicated to all the Detroit hoes |
| Who got your city on lock? |
| Check it out: |
| Yo -- from the 3−1-3 (Hard) |
| Let’s get it up like it’s Monday night in The Key |
| With 22's, 23's |
| It get’s sicker than that (Hard) |
| Bounce with the shoes from the jeeps |
| It get’s slick like that |
| It’s for my life, nigga’s (Hard) |
| From the 3−1-3 |
| Who got the city on lock? |
| I’ma give you the key (Hard) |
| Dealin' with Kat -- it don’t get sicker than that (Hard) |
| Uh -- Let’s get it popin' like it’s New Year’s Eve |
| To my jeep nigga’s hoppin' and get 2 year lease |
| Beep — Beep |
| You ballin' that you deal all in |
| I like to cash her out, mash her out |
| I hit dem all and then bail out |
| And if a bitch talks shit I’ma smash her mouth |
| What? |
| Red man promo style |
| B-I-T-C-H's will get it K solo-style |
| Nigga, nigga hot shit from Dabrye |
| Let’s show these mufucker’s that it’s true and not just a hobby |
| And then take the trim straight to the Atheneum |
| And let 'em just sit in the lobby |
| Spit game is just plain, y’all simple miss |
| Stop it |
| I give it to you like Pop Bitch and Mobb Deep |
| And that’s why I fucked yo bitch |
| East side my nigga’s is cut-throat wid it (Uh) |
| West side: |
| Get live |
| Keep your hands clappin', it’s your man’s back in this |
| Check out time -- pack your shit |
| Or get in the black back handed smacks and dat |
| You don’t want Kat and me to spit |
| It’s game over |