Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nice, artist - The Game. Album song The Blackwall Street Vol. 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 19.11.2012
Record label: Street Grind Entertainment
Song language: English
Nice |
Ayo, Irv, 'the fuck is wrong with these niggas, man? |
Talking 'bout I aint no fuckin MC |
I been at this shit for 7 years, nigga |
8 times platinum, nigga |
2 Bentleys, 1 Lambo and 3 houses later |
Muthafucka, what’s up? |
Naw, this aint no fucking Dre beat, I got this from Irv Gotti |
Game back on the shit I’m enemies with e’rybody |
Game cook crack, transform to yeyo |
The new Suge Knight, nigga, minus the K.O. |
I keep it candy like Mariah, I’m so fire |
When step it in the club, «Get Low"like Flo Rida |
Cus I’m a pimp, you can tell by the limp |
When I st-st-st-step aside the 26 inch |
You see my rims? |
They bigger than Bow Wow |
Get money, fuck bitches, that’s what I’m about now |
The Phantom, ugly, the Bentley, retarded |
The kicks still Chuck Taylors, the jacket is a Starter |
I beg your pardon, nigga, we can get started |
If you aint Nas or that nigga on third Carter |
My happy face is Kenneth Supreme mug shot |
When it go down, who goin’stop the blood clot? |
Throw yo hands up it’s that gangsta shit |
All the homies go crazy when they bump my shit |
Go ahead and hate on my click |
Got a couple words for you nigga, suck my dick |
You strapped? |
(That's right) |
Gang bangin? |
(for life) |
A little drama (that's life) |
Hit 'em up (Nice) |
It’s that gangsta shit |
All the homies go crazy when they bump my shit |
Nigga I’m a throw back, you already know that |
Got swag and I’m street, picture the nigga Hov’strapped |
And it’s the rock right in my fuckin sock |
Die for my chain, why? |
So I can go fuck with Pac |
Before I go, I shoot it out with the cops |
Hit one for Sean Bell then bleed on the block, yeah |
Like Big did, I play with toys like a big kid |
Got a snub nose, call it Big Tig |
You art not fuck with Game, he crazy |
And the bars comin’straight outta Compton, baby |
My 16's mean, you know what I mean |
Headed to the airport, my flow flying in from Queens |
Accompanied by my bitch, flying in with them things |
My shorty is a 10, that’s that singing nigga, Dream |
The life of gangsta in Cali, is to short |
So I might as well find me a borrow in New York |
Throw yo hands up it’s that gangsta shit |
All the homies go crazy when they bump my shit |
Go ahead and hate on my click |
Got a couple words for you nigga, suck my dick |
You strapped? |
(That's right) |
Gang bangin? |
(for life) |
A little drama (that's life) |
Hit 'em up (Nice) |
It’s that gangsta shit |
All the homies go crazy when they bump my shit |
Man you know, I don’t give a fuck and I don’t give a shit |
Any drama, I’m locked on like a red-nose pit |
Keep shooting them cap guns with the red nose tips |
Have some Cali niggas come out and dead those strips |
Give a fuck if you tuff nigga, or you buff nigga |
My 4−5 weigh 3 pounds and it’ll snuff niggas |
Hop out the truck with the gun so long |
Let the bullets jump out and ask, «What's going on?» |
What the fuck can I say? |
I grew up a bastard |
Got sick in the Impala so I threw up a Aston |
I pop big shit, and I keep my wrist slit |
My entourage shine like the Diamond District |
I got a Rolex, a real big Rolex |
With so many rock, the Africans is trying to protest |
Bully of the block, why? |
Cus they got me top 5 |
There’s four niggas better than me? |
Nigga, stop lyin! |
Throw yo hands up it’s that gangsta shit |
All the homies go crazy when they bump my shit |
Go ahead and hate on my click |
Got a couple words for you nigga, suck my dick |
You strapped? |
(That's right) |
Gang bangin? |
(for life) |
A little drama (that's life) |
Hit 'em up (Nice) |
It’s that gangsta shit |
All the homies go crazy when they bump my shit |
Newz! |
Niggas better know what the fuck they dealin with |
When they dealing with the fuck they dealin with |
You dealin with a fuckin animal, man |
Gotti will tell you, nigga, both the Gottis, nigga |
You can bring John Gotti back too, nigga |
He’ll tell you, man |
I’m gangsta, nigga |
I was Murda Inc. before anything, man |
Black Wall Street, Murda Inc., man |
Before there was a Dr. Dre there was a Irv Gotti, nigga |
When I was running around with P. Diddy in Atlanta, nigga |
Slapping asses, nigga |
Mario ?? |
know what it is, nigga |
Mix bitches all up in the height on Peach St., nigga |
Been getting money, nigga |
7 years strong, nigga |
2 platinum albums, nigga |
'Bout to be three |
Ay, nigga that’s muthafuckin hip hop menage a trios |
BITCH! |