![Troublesome - The Game](https://cdn.muztext.com/i/3284752309153925347.jpg)
Date of issue: 03.02.2009
Record label: Get Low
Song language: English
Troublesome |
I’m too gangsta for the streets, watch me when I creep |
I put five in your Jeep, leave a nigga sleep |
Now you six feet deep over bullshit |
Got a mac-10 mouth, ain’t never pull shit |
The ghetto don’t make G’s, it mold niggaz, get down or lay down |
like Beanie Mac told niggaz or meet the fo'-fo' nigga |
I let them guns blow, nigga I’m a rider |
Thug Life 'til I die, Black Wall Street behind us |
I’m a «Menace II Society,"fuck Caine and O-Dog |
I got the 'caine and the O’s, dawg |
I’m gangsta like Hennessy and Alize, Thug Passion |
Ride or die 'til they kill me or put me in «Thugz Mansion» |
Gangbangin, this California lifestyle got me heated |
They want me buried, so I don’t leave without the Desert Eagle |
Shoot first, ask questions on my way to county jail |
Kill a nigga over my chain cause I know I’ma make bail |
I’m troublesome |
«If I Die Tonite" — «Bury Me a G"amongst rap legends |
Cause I spit bullets in rhymes, 16's and 9's |
I keep a vest and a weapon, my baby momma got me stressin |
Prayin on my knees every night askin God is there a heaven? |
So here is my confession to my unborn child |
Them five shots couldn’t drop me, but I ain’t take 'em and smile |
I lost a lot of my niggaz to gangbangin and digits |
One figure on the trigger dawg I live the life of a sinner |
These motherfuckers wanna see me doin life in the pen |
I’m a Outlaw, and the West coast is ridin again |
My competition is none, I’m on a mission with guns |
Starin death in the eyes, 20 niggaz deep when we ride |
My enemies is bitches, they plottin on my riches |
Can’t walk in the streets without the paparazzi takin pictures |
Label me a made nigga, all the way from Compton to Boston |
These niggaz keep talkin I leave 'em dead in a coffin |
I’m troublesome |
Money over bitches is my motto in the streets I’m known for catchin hollows |
Packin pistols and drinkin Belve and Grey Goose out the bottle |
No role models, only killers and fiends |
Witness my nigga strapped with gats and army fatigues |
If it’s murder he wrote it, if I’m lyin let the XXL «e it |
And know that I’m strictly a rap poet |
Baptized in my own tears, chastized by my own peers |
I’m a product of my childhood years |
My mother told me I’m HOPELESS, my pops wasn’t around |
One of the reasons why I’m clutchin the pound |
California dreamin, chronic smoke out the beamer |
One hand on the nina schemin got these hooptie bitches screamin |
They know that I’m celebrity, keep them cop killers in the clip |
And watch my back is what my niggaz keep tellin me |
21 years old, no felonies, so I ride with the Desert |
And pay homage to the hardest rap legend |
I’m troublesome |
Name | Year |
---|---|
Hate It Or Love It ft. 50 Cent | 2004 |
How We Do ft. 50 Cent | 2004 |
Party We Will Throw Now! ft. Nate Dogg, The Game | 2012 |
Ali Bomaye ft. 2 Chainz, Rick Ross | 2011 |
Westside Story ft. 50 Cent | 2004 |
El Chapo ft. Skrillex | 2016 |
California Vacation | 2005 |
Martians Vs Goblins ft. Lil Wayne, Tyler, The Creator | 2010 |
Eazy ft. The Game | 2022 |
Put You On The Game | 2004 |
One Night | 2005 |
Red Nation ft. Lil Wayne | 2010 |
Just Another Day ft. Asia Bryant | 2015 |
Dreams | 2004 |
Too Much | 2005 |
Money | 2007 |
Let's Ride | 2005 |
Lehhhgooo ft. Busta Rhymes, The Game, Waka Flocka | 2012 |
All The Way Up ft. Remy Ma, French Montana, Infared | 2016 |
Letter To The King ft. Nas | 2007 |