Game lyrics

[Intro: Veli Sosa]
Crack Og AB whats poppin my n*gga Bossgame whats good Mobb

[Verse 1: Veli Sosa]
Came from a thousand eight grams is a whole one
If you buy a whole one a n*gga let you hold one
Don’t say sh*t n*gga you ain't never score one
I've been real since day one n*gga I don’t owe none
This a real rollie no tick tock while you laying with the b*tch n*gga getting socks
Fool trying buy seven but his budget two grams
Thirty hanging out his pants flexing on the Instagram
Young'n banging going crazy don’t know the literature
While you trying to get some stains better get some Millions bro
Folks gone sentence ya forty years penitentiary
This ya big homey but the n*gga didn’t mention it

[Chorus: Veli Sosa]
Trying to give the young n*gga game game game
Trying to give the young n*gga game
Trying to give the young n*gga game game game
Trying to give the young n*gga game
Trying to give the young n*gga game
Trying to give the young n*gga game
Trying to give the young n*gga game
Trying to give the young n*gga game

[Verse 2: Alley Boy]
Trying to give the young n*gga game
n*gga telling on his partner that’s an awful thing
You a virgin shoot'a n*gga should'a know you’d sang
Off brand n*gga we don’t your name
Duct Tape Mob nutting before that
For the bands n*ggas laying at your door mat
Fifty shots at your ass n*gga hold that
Wanna hold something f*ck n*gga hold that
Scary movie yea a n*gga poltergeist
Internet n*gga turning gangster over night
Hanging with the n*gga and you know he ain't right
You a b*tch like him n*gga show you right
You can tell you ain't learn from your O.G.’s
Twenty eight for the bag of the O.G
Hundred bands on my arms make ya hoe freeze
Trying give these n*ggas game how to get g’s better listen to your O.G.’s

[Hook: Veli Sosa]
Trying to give the young n*gga game game game
Trying to give the young n*gga game
Trying to give the young n*gga game game game
Trying to give the young n*gga game
Trying to give the young n*gga game
Trying to give the young n*gga game
Trying to give the young n*gga game
Trying to give the young n*gga game

[Intro: Bossgame]
Bossgame in this motherf*cker n*gga let me talk to these young n*ggas real ... Quick you know what going on

[Chorus 3: Bossgame]
I respect the shooter I don’t respect a b*tch
I respect a bidder I don’t respect a snitch
I’ve been taught to keep it hush
So I ain't saying sh*t so who the f*ck you
n*ggas grew up out here playing wit
Og’s told me hold it down while I stand stiff
Forty cal black hoodie and some stand smiths
See I done seen some n*ggas switch up on they mans them
But I've raised to keep it solid I don’t f*ck with him
Its Bossgame yea I grew up on the East side
Where them n*ggas go to war sh*t we got pride
A hundred shooters at your door at your mama house
Its time to call Idea now and get them caskets out
b*tch its Duct Tape the Mob til the death of me yea its death before dishonor that the recipe
b*tch its Duct Tape the Mob til the death of me yea its death before dishonor that the recipe

[Hook: Veli Sosa]
Trying to give the young n*gga game game game
Trying to give the young n*gga game
Trying to give the young n*gga game game game
Trying to give the young n*gga game
Trying to give the young n*gga game
Trying to give the young n*gga game
Trying to give the young n*gga game
Trying to give the young n*gga game