D12 - Rap Game Lyrics

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I'm sayin' you motherfuckers

Don't know and quit playin'

If I'm broke then I'm

Brakin' open the place where

You layin'

You know same shit every nigga done in his life

I lived it that's why I speak on

What I want when I write

So why... should I... ever fear another man

If he bleed like I bleed

Take a piss and he stand

Ok you win... you can say we can't rap

But no source never mean we

Ain't buyin' on what they

Say is wack

[Kuniva]

I walk in the party and just start bustin'

Right after I hear the last verse

I'm self-destruction

This liquor make me wanna blast the chrome

To let you know the time without

Morris Day and Jerome

I'm low down and shifty quickly called Swifty

To do a drive by on a 10-speed with "50"

You feelin' lucky? Squeeze

I catch you outside of Chucky Cheese

Well just see who be an unlucky G

My life style is unstable a partyin' attic

They said no fightin' in the club

So I brought me a matic

Coughin' ecstatic I jump

Niggas call me a rabbit

Popin' a tablet and guns that saw you in half

[50 Cent]

Believe me

We run this rap shit fo shizzie

Make makin' millions look easy

Every where ya turn you see me

You hear me

Believe me

For ya see my pistol in 3-D

No time to call a peace treaty

Dial 9-1-1 cause you need de

Police to help you believe me

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[Proof]

I snatch the tongue from the

Sidewalk and piss on the curb

This is absurd

These street niggas twistin' my words

We finally could

Say goodbye to Hollywood

Cause Proof and Shaun

Share nuttin' in common

The nastiest band

With gats in each hand

We never bomb down to be a flash and a pan

No remorse

Fuck you stature dogg

Nuttin' to do with hands when I clap at y'all

Put your jaw on the ground

With the 4 and a pound

I'm goin' out of town

For the long come around

So we can battle with raps

So we can battle with gats

Matter fact we can battle with plaques

[50 Cent]

This Rap Game

[Bizarre]

I'm too fuckin' retarded

I don't give a fuck about my dick

That's why I'm datin' Loraina Bobbet

My crew had an argument

Who was the largest

Now they all is dead

And I'm rollin' as a solo artist

Plus I made all the beats and wrote all the raps

Well I really didn't

But I did accordin' to this contract

I was stoned in the snow

With no where to go

Freezin' 20 below

Forced to join bail tip Dafoe

My little girl she shouldn't be

Listenin' to these lyrics

That's why I glued the

Headphones to her ear to make

Sure she hear it

If rap don't work I'm

Startin' a group with Garth

Brooks (hahhaha)

50 sing the hook

[50 Cent]

This Rap Game This Rap Game

I ain't sellin' my soul for this Rap Game

I ain't diggin' a whole for this Rap Game

But I'm tellin' ya no it ain't happenin'

This Rap Game This Rap Game

I ain't sellin' my soul for this Rap Game

I ain't diggin' a whole for this Rap Game

This Rap Game This Rap Game

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