Lookin At You (Album Version (Explicit)) The Game

[00:14.56] Walkin' down the street, and ma allstars,
[00:18.58] In ma khaki suit, doin' what I do
[00:24.39] Walkin' down the street, smokin' chronic,
[00:28.67] In ma black lotus, lookin' at you
[00:35.00] Guess who's back on the west coast tracks,
[00:37.53] Its the mother fucking messiah and gangster raps,
[00:40.01] Still dippin' the 6-4, still puffin on the same chronic,
[00:43.21] Haters mad 'cause I still got it
[00:45.58] I never fall off even without the doc'
[00:47.90] You niggas sellin' your soul tryin' to stay on top,
[00:50.65] Bitch nigga checkin' kotex,
[00:52.45] You niggas ain't movin' shit like the hand on a fake ass Rolex
[00:56.25] I'm 5 million sold the cover of my last album
[00:59.25] The only time you see me sittin' on gold
[01:01.28] I'm the most anticipated, the most celebrated
[01:04.22] The most loved and the mother fuckin most hated,
[01:07.02] Keep rollin' like gold Daytons
[01:08.53] Niggas got the game fucked up like Hennessey with a coke chaser,
[01:12.08] You gotta deal with me I'm the west coast savior
[01:14.44] Niggas think of me every time they 6-4 scrape,
[01:17.00] What do you call a nigga whose older,
[01:19.32] Parody, belligerence, foul defined,
[01:21.63] And very disrespectful, you call that nigga a doctor's advocate,
[01:25.78] He's a reflection of Dr. Dre in his hey day in the worst way,
[01:29.77] The 5 star surgeon, general took Jayson
[01:32.75] To the aftermath research department,
[01:35.49] And gave 'em a blood test, that came back G-A-M-E positive,
[01:41.53] The niggass infected with the game virus,
[01:44.37] His oratorical skills are so impeccable, that niggas in the street call him Sirus,
[01:49.26] The young Damu is down with violence cause in his heart hes a tyrant
[01:54.35] Its not a game, its just called the game,
[01:57.23] There will be no referee, no half time report,
[02:00.35] When the game is over, the game is over,
[02:03.54] You cant put a quarter in the machine and get 3 more men,
[02:07.30] Thats the end
[02:30.16] I'd of been to hell and back, left for dead, you know who to thank for that,
[02:34.87] Finished my second LP without a Dr. Dre track,
[02:37.51] You can take my soul but you can't take my plaques,
[02:40.18] I'm the mother fuckin' snare when you touch the beat,
[02:42.85] I'm the 808 drum that got you movin' your feet,
[02:45.21] I'm the heir to the throne after the D-R-E,
[02:47.83] Product of my environment you old ass niggas get ready for your early retirement,
[02:52.11] Before I let hip-hop burn down ill run in the buildin' like a fireman
[02:56.07] Who can out spit me when I'm high off sticky,
[02:58.29] Throwin' back Patron shots in some creased up Dickies
[03:00.89] I'm D.O.C certified, ice cube lenched me, snoop stamped me and the good doc hand picked me,
[03:06.89] You still wit me? me and my mic can't be separated like Interscope and
[03:13.32] Good shit
[03:15.83] Some good ass mother fuckin' weed
[03:19.48] The California sticky green
[03:23.85] This is the aftermath of the aftermath
[03:30.54] West coast!
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