The Game's Mine lyrics

by

C Biz


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Yeah
It's that C Biz sh*t
That £R sh*t that you already f*ckin' know
And straight gas
Get that sauce, fill that motherf*cking joint
You feel me
C BIZ!

Get the cocaine out the foil
Bring the water to a boil
I'm whippin' my wrist in a coil
I'm spillin' sauce like it's oil
All of my n*gga's are loyal
No extortion they ain't spoilt
£R is all I do best
Cuttin' prices like I'm Troy

Everytime I f*ck a b*tch
I put plastic on my di*k
In the kitchen with a presser
I gymnastic on a brick
Microwave or a stove
Pyrex pot whipping O's
Whip a roley whip a bimmer
Whip up Hurricane Katrina

In the trap's where I'm at
Flippin' packs gettin' racks
I take a L I smoke a L
I hit the trap I get it back
These n*ggas hate to show the love
I know connects, I know the plug
He made you pay way too much for that
He won't connect he ain't the plug

12 gauge in my shotty
I got your girl in my lobby
I give her anything she wants
di*k cos I'm a f*ck-a-holic
You know my man he knows you well
I seen your number in his cell
Well I don't really give a f*ck
I tell your man I f*cked his girl

I hit the streets I play the game
I build the sh*t I made the name
I hit the note I change the game
I made some change I change my lane
I made the change and broke the chain
I caught a case I change my name
I made the lane and showed the way
£R and so we ate

C Biz you best know it
£R we done showed it
A n*gga put me in the grave
40 counts you best blow it
I hit the rave and shut it down
I moved the base I smoked the loud
Your broke you joke you're just a clown
You ain't on road you're just about

C Biz the name is sick
My flow is hard I take the p*ss
I paid the price I get the brick
I break it down and feed the strip
44 for protection
All gold in my section
£R to the world
That's the team that I'm reppin

MOB on these b*tches
I throw money on hoes
RIP to these snitches
That's how everything goes

I paid the price and live the life
Your sh*ts a mess you live a lie
C Biz the game is mine
My tables full we eatin' rice
I came from jail they said I'm broke
I heard he laughed they told a joke
I switched the game and fibbed the lane
He ate his word I made him choke

C Biz you best know it
£R we done showed it
We're the best and they know it
I'm the best and they know it

Get the cup f*ck the measure
Get the press put the pressure
I whip the brick and get the press
It's rated 8 it sells for less

f*ck a 10 I'm in the den
I sell a brick I'm makin 10
Free my little bro in pen
I'm goin hard we're back again

C Biz
£R
SK trust me
All of my n*ggas are trappers
Most of my n*ggas are sittin' in jail
But all of my n*ggas are stackers
Day in the life
n*gga kept it so trill cos
None of my n*ggas are actors
And I ain't f*ckin' round with nobody else
Cos most of them n*ggas are slackers

(£R)
I want the money f*ck the fame
£R in my blood
My jeans are slim my tee is fit
All my pockets on flood
Tony Montana n*ggas came up
Rollin round with bandanas and hammers
I came from the slammer
Now all I see is rich n*ggas rollin on my manor

BIZ
Yeah yeah yeah
BIZ

Let's go put a dab on that
Put a dab right there
Like that £R stuff
Dab
I want them to dab on me

Put a dab on that
Ahhh
Ah ah ah
Ahhhhh
Skrrrrrr

6ix figure music
That's how we get down
£R

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