Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song It's Okay (One Blood), artist - The Game. Date of issue: 17.05.2018
Song language: English
It's Okay (One Blood) |
| Modern vampires of the city |
| HUNTING BLOOD |
| BLOOOOOOD BLUH-UD |
| (The Game) |
| Yo Dre, thought I was dead |
| West Coast… |
| (Verse 1) |
| I’m the Doctor’s Advocate |
| Nigga, Dre shot ya |
| Brought me back from the dead |
| That’s why they call him the doctor |
| The 'Math gon' drop him, and 50 ain’t rockin with him no more |
| It’s OK, I get it poppin' |
| Whole club rockin like a '64 Impala |
| Drink Cris, throw it up, call the shit hydraulics |
| Then piss in the cup, call the shit hypnotic |
| I bleed Compton, spit crack and shit chronic |
| And you new niggas ain’t shit but new niggas |
| Bathin' Ape shoe niggas, |
| I’m talkin' to YOU, nigga |
| Bounce in a '64, throwin up West Side, man |
| Sell another five million albums, yes I am |
| Fresh like, Damn, this nigga did it again |
| A hundred thousand on his neck |
| LA above the brim, |
| Inside the Lambo, shotgun with Snoop, |
| What would the mothafuckin West Coast be without one crip and |
| (Hook) |
| (Verse 2) |
| I’m from the West Side of the '64 Impala |
| When niggas say where you from, we don’t never say holla |
| Bandana on the right side, gun on the left side |
| Niggas in New York know how to throw up the West Side |
| Word to Eazy, I’m so ill, believe me |
| I made room for Jeezy, but the rest of you niggas better be glad you breathin |
| All I need is one reason |
| I’m the king and Dre said it, the West Coast need me |
| I don’t know why you niggas keep tryin me |
| Everybody know that I’m the heir to the Aftermath dynasty |
| And I ain’t gotta make shit for the club |
| What DJ gon' turn down the 38 snub? |
| You 38 and you still rappin? |
| Ugh-- |
| I’m 26, nigga, so is the dubs |
| On the '07 Hummer, hop out, no bodyguards |
| When the chronic smoke clear, all you gon' see is |
| (Hook) |
| (Verse 3) |
| I ain’t got beef with 50 |
| No beef with Jay |
| What’s beef when you gettin' head in a six tre |
| And the double Game chains? |
| I keep 'em on display |
| Black t-shirts so all you see is the A |
| Turn on the TV and all you see is the A |
| You niggas better make up a dance, try to get radio play |
| Keep on snappin your fingers I ain’t goin' away |
| I don’t regret what I spit 'cause I know what I say |
| And niggas keep talkin about me, they don’t know when to stop |
| I got the Louis Vuitton belt buckle holdin' the glock |
| No beam, no silencer, I know when to pop |
| Wait till Lil Jon come on and let off a shot |
| I had the number one Billboard spot |
| Niggas stepped on my fingers and I climbed right back to the top |
| I’m Big, I’m Cube, I’m Nas, I’m Pac, |
| This ain’t shit but a warnin' till my album drop |
| (Hook) |