When I was years old dope game I was told I went from selling of the riders dank, ah (Riders dank, ah) Timin' ass think of slangin' (Think of griqua) Situation critical, phone home, phone Talkin' on my digital, phone
Ya a boatload of situations, for dangleations ghetto pass late ass registrations Boy, I you shit is pitiful, damn Vocally repentable, right I try to stay from artificial (Artificial) Plastic ass, pleather individuals (Plastic ass, ah)
yo' game main 'Cuz is changin' and rearrangin' Exercise yo main Just use yo' main don't run the same game
Exercise yo' main Fertilize yo' grass, get that cash yo' game main But you make it last
One lone loco rides away into the sunset but I ain't yet Respect and wear your vest Keep guard up 'cuz fools be hard up When you dips better check yo' clips And watch the police and the and the Crips you choose, got ta pay your dues Keep one in the chamber 'cuz the always lose Rubber beat rubber heels any day
Put the green in your jeans and get the holes out ya Or you can stay broke while your is rollin' smokes And sippin' yak and smokin' and tellin' jokes, haha Pa-pap, pa-pap, you can have that I worked too for mine to let you take a dime No pain, no gain, no pocket yourself for battle, exercise yo' game
Exercise yo' game Make your money grow you be no hoe low Exercise yo' main Keep your works on tight to make yo' stay right and
Exercise yo' game Fertilize grass, playa get yo' cash Exercise yo' game get your coins, be like Donald Goines Have heart, money, man, have heart, have money man Ya
I got next you wanna run me homey (Yeap) Well, I don't playas in the paint who can't do nuttin fo' me Show me, get down, nigga, we can make sumpim' (Right, yeah) I'm west coast, eastside east hood gangsta rappin' say you want to be affiliated (Yeah) Well, let me warn you, I'm the kind of playa that's hated
I'm rated X Malcolm E-40, Coolio, and KAM, sprinkle game like You want to money in the game, well, let me show you How to do for 'cuz ain't nobody gon' do this for you Oh, you caught lint, if you waitin' on the mystery God 'Cuz nobody gonna give you shit, you gotsta get up, off yo' ass And put in heaven on earth, before you pass And yo' game, exercise yo' game, fool
Peep from a young ass, rollin' on the one way Foot to the gas got the indo mixed with Monday Sunday and all in-between I fiend for my paper, my fed, and my no busters or no suckers on my team or in my mattress Just call me the Pimp and you can me the Rat Watch my feet hit the tracks it, ain't no back
I'm on a mission to put my fuckin' click on the map But these niggaz don't the half Runnin' with riff raff but I got some for your bitch ass 'Cuz your game is weaker an anorexic I exercised my game until I had my game I wrote the game on paper then I put the game on You better check it nigga don't you disrespect it
E X C E, R I S E, Y O G A, M E for 40 day Thevz in the house better yo' game Exercise yo'
Have heart, have money main, have heart, money, man Exercise yo' game Make your grow don't you be no hoe low Exercise yo' game your works on tight to make your stash stay right and
Exercise yo' game Fertilize grass, playa get that cash and Exercise yo' game But you gotta make it (Make it last)
All day time E-40 and tha motherfuckin' That's PMD Crowbar, 9 Uh, huh
40 right E'ry time, In ass Bugsy De Uh, huh We don't
My Kam We quit a motherfucka, we on hit, the Bay to L.A. Motherfucka All the way to Yo' game in situations
Niggaz dump all on my Clickalications, I'm Oh time motherfucka Sho' we do, don't let us in we in fool This is I do Yeah, E-40, Coolio, the 40 Thevz, my Kam, goddamn Yeah, Barr 9 in the