The Game Face Of LA Lyrics

Thought I'd leave you n____z with a little somethin' to play with,
While I finish my f___in' album,
Everybody wanna know when the f___ MY album comin' out-Wheneva the f___ I drop it-
Wait-

Here to breakdown, before I tell y'all who I be I gotta say "Proof-RIP"-That's for Em
The 40 Ounce spillin', that's for him, I got the system in the Bentley on blast for him
And I bang like a new era brim-Translation, a Brim is a Blood, like me 'n Mac 10
Any n____ want the drama, I'll reach for the Mac 10
Make ya fitted cap spin 'till it peeled back skin
Easy baby, you don't want it, belive me baby (yeah) like Jeezy, baby
LA on my face,the logo from the Dodger Brim, I'm the Face Of LA, you gon' see a lot'a him
The n____z behind me, you gon' see a lot of them, enough n____z to fill up every room in the Romada Inn
A&R's at the label, like "Not Again" every time we put a n____ out, Game slaughta them
Catch 'em out in the alley, what you gon' do without ya man?
Feel like I'm Bishop, standin' over Radamans
You n____z is b____es, throwin' rocks then hide ya hands 'till i chew ya a__ up like Flinstones vitamins
I smell p____ somebody let the cats loose
I'm the drama king you think I found Papoose
Who's next to put on the rat suit? I f___ 'em Doggy Style, you can ask Snoop
While I b__p this Mobb Deep in this Cadillac Coupe, ha! ha!, naw I really like Track Number 2
So I put a 100 Bars on it, you couldn't make my freestyle whack if you went and put Cheko Debarge on it
I'm so hard homie, I swear to GOD homie, 50 Cent has still bet his f___in' black card on me
Be cool, cuzz when the heat's drew, them hollow tips'll f___ up ya stomach, like sea food
My n____z hungry-When they look at you, they see food
Give it up, or I see you, in the ICU with a bed, and some IV's too
Nurse be teachin' yo a__ how to chew
f___ this rap s___ n____, I got a shoe-Next color on the shelf is North Carolina Blue
I'm gettin' married, she from North Carolina too
But you won't catch me in that North Carolina blue
If you see me in Raleigh, just slidin' through, throw ya rags in the air like North Carolinian's do
Before you run up, think about what you tryin'a do, cuzz the 12 Gauge eat n____z up like Pirahnna food
On my son I push ya head backwords cuzz I neva eva eva be the next dead rapper
I'd rather be alive pushin' some 2008 s___, cuzz you gotta be dead in a box to be somebody's favorite
I ain't sayin' I'm 'bout to go where Ma$e went, but you won't find me upside down on the pavement
I'm behind the desk, on some J s___, some n____z don't want me to shine-Can you say Snitch?
BlackWallstreet n____z hop out 'n spray s___, AK spit, get that Maybach a facelift
Now back to the basics, my flow is so amazing if this was '88 and I could rap I'd weigh you out like Aasics
Wear you out like them ugly a__ babe s___s
Funny a__ jackets got the hood on some gay s___
Them look like Nike's with stars on 'em, face it the whole world blind, everybody on that Ray s___
Roll a blunt 'n get higha than a s___eship, touch the sky, n____ i'm on that Kanye s___
Back in the day, I used to b__p Jazzo, run up on you take ya money and ya skateboard, I was an a__hole
Now I blast 4, leave him on his grass swole, kickin' 'n pushin' like Lupe Fiasco
I got a jab like Flo, even Zab know, try to play the Game get punched out like blast joe
Hip Hop cops on my d___, hit the Ave slow
Mad cuzz I get love in New York, like Damashio
Brooklyn n____z say my flow nuts like Pastaschio
See me in the 6'4 and wonder why the a__ is low
I got them bricks in it, that real Yayo, that Tony Montana drop the s___ off to Pedro
I buy guns by the tons, bullets by the caseload, we could find Osama when I say so
I got n____z flyin' in from San Deigo, that'a smoke ya town 'n turn it into Waco
Come through, give ya whole hood a makeover, sit on ya block in a bulletproof Range Rova
Make you Fade To Black, and I ain't Hova-Think about that next time you say the game ova

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You know I usually talk a lotta s___ at the end of my m____fuckin freestyles, but ain't nobody else left to beef with-won