Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song In Da Game, artist - Three 6 Mafia. Album song Mystic Stylez, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 08.05.1995
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Prophet Entertainment
Song language: English
In Da Game |
Dope game cocaine |
Dope game dope dope game cocaine… |
Dope game — my game, hoes lame — it’s a shame |
How the Gangsta Boo is gonna click up on you bitches, mane |
Gangsta Boo is not the kind of bitch that will like get punked out |
Looks are so deceiving stupid bitch do you wanna f-izz-ind out |
How can ya fuck a playa |
Playahataz better listen close |
If you try to buck me bitch |
I’m outie with you fucking soul |
Yes the devils daughter |
Kind of caught up bitch that wish the slip |
Slip yo ass in a coffin bitch |
Because you run your fuckin lip |
Ho my game is thick |
So stupid bitch dont ever test me ho |
If I fucked up once |
You fuck up twice |
So ho you gotta go |
Listen deep this pimpin |
Really quick before I split your dome |
Ho you trying to cross me in this game |
And stupid ho its on |
Just a flodgin ass nigga |
With a lot of cheese |
Heard he stackin g’s |
Everyday pushin plenty keys |
Nigga dont know me |
Cause I ain’t no phony |
And I ain’t the nigga you can whoop and call me Toby |
Low key on his ass, waitin' for the night to come |
So I can kick down his door and make him give me some |
Bitch I with a little young nigga age thirteen |
Fucked up in town while I watched yo ass ride clean |
Now that Im grown up |
From the hood I gained nuts |
Nigga you gonna drop off that dope |
Or feel the pain of a hollow tip |
Rip through your shit or your fuckin brain |
Thats what you get |
When you choose to play the dope game |
Bitch! |
Dope game cocaine |
Dope game dope dope game cocaine… |
I’m at the cut, droppin' the fiend down with the monkey nuts |
I’m tired, I’m hittin' 'em short I gotta get over I don’t give a fuck |
The shit goes on from sun-up till sun-down and on the twelve I guess |
But now its time cut the shit where’s my mind at my best |
I gotta test a nigga to see what he got can a fool |
Make you straight a couple of g’s, I need more cheese |
I layin' it down on his face But don’t waste time |
I gotta roll straight through the shit sometimes I wonder will it end |
Cause I rob for petty shit I’m riskin' my life pullin' yo card |
After y’all push him off the wood grain a pop off his smile a one eight spot |
I’m dodgin' the cops watchin' my b-izz-ag fools kinda like a snitch |
But when I do my boys I find there house and go up in that shit |
Check it out |
Nigga I’m kickin' in doos, bodies are froze |
Bloody ya clothes, gun to ya nose |
All of you niggas you really need to give up money and dope |
Face the floor, forty-four, into ya head, droppin 'em dead |
Infamous fled, put them to bed, with the weight, then escape |
Count the stacks, shine my gat, after I jack like a rat on the creep |
All you dopehead niggas will get put to sleep |
When I sneak, give up the dope or get a hole in yo cranium |
You see this mean artillery you know it is containin' some |
Shit that makes me flexible to make your life ejectible |
And with this bullet in your brain you be dead either comatose |
So when you pushin' candy with the Scarecrow comin to smoke you mane |
Simple and plain, you’ll get stanged, if you in the dope game, Bitch |
Dope game cocaine |
Dope game dope dope game cocaine… |