| Come on and let the games begin
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| 'Cause the game begin when you coolin' wit ya friends
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| And the friends to tha end that don’t pretend
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| So have fun, have fun, have fun while it lasts
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| It’s time to max, relax, ask anybody
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| You got off work, you know your boss is a jerk
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| Wether you a clerk or a rapper like me
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| We all need to kick back and be care free
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| See, no plea barginin', no harborin'
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| Negative attitude when you’re out with your dudes
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| Damn it feels good when the weekend comes
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| Ya done finished your homework, ya out with the buds
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| Clownin', ya’ll downin' whatever goes
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| You throw in a tape hear a nigga kick his flows
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| Cruise down the strip and pop at some hoes
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| Ya’ll still havin' fun
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| No matter what scenario ya chose
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| Even on the solo with those
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| Take off ya clothes
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| But not without the condoms
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| 'Cause that’s bose
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| Those woke up the next day, call ya patna’s
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| Pitch in for a ten and start up the festivities
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| No fuckin' worries when ya livin' free of stress
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| That’s why we always smoke bomb, fuck sess
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| Ya’ll feel the best when ya’ll say less
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| At the (?) 'cause it’s June 'cause we outta school
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| Come on and let the games begin
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| 'Cause the game begin when you coolin' wit ya friends
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| Come on and let the games begin
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| 'Cause the game begin when you coolin' wit ya friends
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| Come on and let the games begin
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| 'Cause the game begin when you coolin' wit ya friends
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| And the friends to tha end that don’t pretend
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| So have fun, have fun, have fun while it lasts
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| Your friends are ya friends, like no matter what
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| Other fools get from ya team
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| It seems like they dream of gettin' next to you
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| But all they really do is pester you
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| 'Cause they marks
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| Always wanna start funk when you wit 'em
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| 'Cause when he got beef wit a nigga
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| He thinks ya’ll will get 'em
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| Now he rollin' with your crew
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| But with no crew
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| He wouldn’t be poppin' doo-doo
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| His ass would be through
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| But now he drug you into it
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| And yes, all your boys
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| And now you gotta kill the noise
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| He destroys the whole vibe by frontin'
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| Tryin' to be hard, but he just Napoleon Bonaparte
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| A little nigga tryin' to take command
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| Thinkin' he the man, but fuckin' with him
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| Ya’ll w’all kick the can
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| I can’t stand a fake
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| I kick it with my real nigga’s come spring break
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| That’s the ones I look out for
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| Never doubt your pals
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| Fuck them gals, don’t let 'em separate you
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| Your friends and you will be chillin'
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| When that bitch hates you
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| Yeah, and I say
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| Come on and let the games begin
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| 'Cause the game begin when you coolin' wit ya friends
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| Come on and let the games begin
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| 'Cause the game begin when you coolin' wit ya friends
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| Come on and let the games begin
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| 'Cause the game begin when you coolin' wit ya friends
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| The friends to tha end that don’t pretend
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| So have fun, have fun, have fun while it lasts
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| Now when ya got business to attend
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| Take care of that
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| and afterwards fuck with your friends
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| Don’t put shit off 'till tomorrow
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| Do it right now before you fuck with your pals
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| That’s the down period, rest and relaxation
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| At that nigga Plus house
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| Let’s go to nations and get fit
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| When life is the pits
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| You know I check my friends, make sure they legit
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| Wether is freestylin', you know we stylin'
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| Nigga’s pillin' up with the gin in the cup
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| Or a blunt and no english, so nigga’s think ya fiendish
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| Playin' NBA Jams and just like the beats we slam and dunk
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| Callin' niggas punks when we was poppin' junk, playin' dozens
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| 'Cause we like cousins, and brothers
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| I wouldn’t have it any other way
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| You know what they say, all work and no play, ect |