(The Game)
That's Lloyd Bank's momma singin',
You betta tell your boy to keep his mouth closed,
Or he gon' get a black tux,
And a free wake,
How my bow tie lookin'?,
You ready?,
Let's go.

(The Game)
When I see Lloyd Banks it's goin', (down, down)
If you in the car wit em' you betta get, (down, oooh well)
Automatic rifle,
And i'm blastin' on sight so,
Ski mask, i'm psycho,
My gun got nice scope.

Two in the leg knocked em, (down, down)
From Thirty feet away he fell, (down, oooh well)
Touch kids like Michael,
One roll of the dice, oh!,
You wanna gamble wit' your life,
n____ die slow.

Now your casket goin', (down, down)
Tony Yayo tried to run,
I chased him, (down, oooh well)
Cause' I hate the Jakes,
Pat him down take his cake,
He wanna be a clown n____,
Might as well paint his face.

And that's how I get, (down, down)
f___ G-Unit n____ i'm not (down, oooh well)
Used to ride wit' em',
Slice up the pie wit' em',
Got kicked out the group,
Cuz I wasn't gon' die wit' em'.

And that's how it went, (down, down)
At Hot 97 we came, (down, oooh well)
Had Thirty n____s wit' me,
n____s that sport the d___ies,
Hoppin' out of cabs,
We just want to talk to 50.

We wanna know what's goin' (down, down)
Security pulled heat it went, (down, oooh well)
Had to shake the block,
I ain't tryna' face the cops,
Heard a couple shots,
Then I seen shell cases drop.

Told P-nut to get, (down, down)
I looked back and saw my n____ goin', (down, oooh well)
I said,"homie we can't leave em'",
What if my n____ dyin',
Soon as we hit Hairston then,
We heard police sirens.

Oh s___!, it's goin', (down, down)
Guns out, they tellin' him to get, (down, oooh well)
He on both knees,
Blood squirtin' out his jeans,
Catch 22 should I go to jail or flee the scene.

Either way it's goin', (down, down)
So I hopped in the truck and went, (down, oooh well)
Broadway in a black suburban,
One thing on my mind,
Go hard til' them f__s get murdered.

Cuz he tried to get my n____ shot, (down, down)
But he survived and now he goin' (down, oooh well)
To the station,
Police at the Double-U waitin'
On me to arrive and now I gotta shake em'.

They wanna take a n____, (down, down)
We on the same elevator goin', (down, oooh well)
Dodger fitted,
Got the Hova lean,
So they ain't notice me,
Now they mad as f___,
And gotta watch my Range Rover leave.

Hit the 95 and head, (down, down)
It's to Philly so i can lay it, (down, oooh well)
Catch the first thing smoking back the L-A-X,
Kicked up my Air Nikes,
Then I slept the whole flight.

Had a dream about it goin', (down, down)
Woke up and saw my plane comin', (down, oooh well)
Missed the palm trees,
Sunshine everyday,
New York's my second home,
But from in L.A.

And i hold s___, (down, down)
The throne was empty so I sat, (down, oooh well)
And just handled my biz,
Theres two sides to every westside story,
And I just tell it like it is.

And that's how it went, (down, down)
On my son that's all that went, (down, oooh well)
So stop tellin' them lies to all them m_________in' magazines,
And radio stations n____ you know what happened.

Me and Lloyd Banks aint, (down, down)
Keep talkin' s___, i'll lay you, (down, oooh well)

You n____s ran out the backdoor n____,
All I wanted to do was holla man,
To see what was what.

Y'all was too f___in' scared to come, (down, down)
You've been to Compton, you know how I get, (down, oooh well)
So f___ y'all n____,
And it's like that,
For life.

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