The Game Outro (Red Bandanas) Lyrics

not! *echoing*
blackwall street
the game
beach boy
charli baltimore (he wears a red bandana)
rockstar
we are the black gang
free shye
mother f___ers! (he wears a red bandana)

[chorus]
on the front of murder dog (he wears a)
on the cover of the source you see (he wears a red bandana)
the whole world know (he wears a)
every n____ in the hood know (he wears a red bandana)
50 told the nypd (he wears a)
why you snitch on me and tell em that (he wears a red bandana)
all the pirus know (he wears a)
even my crip n____s know (he wears a red bandana)

[verse 1]
chea chea
dear god let me clense my soul/ throw away all the rims and the gold/
o no I cant do that/ do I love god? True dat/ but I got a gun so move back/
im loco like 5 eses in the side of chevelle ridin on low pros/
im a renegade ride with the 44/ been a g_______er all my life, f___ the popo/
I aint never been a c___y kid/ know they could kill me if they shot pac and big/
but I let my bandana hang/ in the city of angles we g_______/
I move that chronic and yayo/ way before I met 50, banks, buck and yayo/
ask eminem, even dr. dre know/ I put one in last ten in the range rov/
used to push that rock like jay hov/ you better lay low when the ak blow/
or get wings and a halo/ run to the hood and tell em im the n____ they gotta pray for/
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah/
I said run to the hood and tell em im the n____ they gotta pray for, lay low and stay low

[chorus]
on the front of murder dog (he wears a)
on the cover of the source you see (he wears a red bandana)
the whole world knows (he wears a)
every n____ in the hood know (he wears a red bandana)
50 told the nypd (he wears a)
why you snitch on me and tell em that (he wears a red bandana)
all the pirus know (he wears a)
even my crip n____s know (he wears a red bandana)

[verse 2]
chea chea
im a g_______er don't get it f___ed up/ you aint never bang, you aint never laces chucks up/
so how the f___ you gon criticize me/ I aint the reason n____s is bangin the nyc/
makin bullshit threats on the m.i.c./ I don't wake up in cold sweats when I sleep/
I live comfortably/ with a red rag tied around the 45 in case n____ try to come for me/
mad cause I started my own company/ I don't know what the f___ n____s want from me/
except something for free/ before the documentary dropped, you b____ n____s wasn't b__pin me/
and to some degree/ I gotta keep that 4-5th under me/ I don't run from beef/
it's either c___ back, squeeze, or be underneath/ cause im from the streets of (compton)
and my grandmother died before I was multi/ wasn't raised right cause my parents was both high/
high off cocaine, my introduction to the dope game came in 85 watchin soul train/
mama told me I was the future, and one day I'll be fly like soul plane/
just don't bang/ but back then, I'd do anything for a jerri-curl and a gold chain/
n____s always got something to say/ like they aint never b__ped n.w.a./
punk n____s talk s___, but when they need hits they swallow their f___ing pride and come runnin to dre/
n____s come to LA when they need to talk/ cause kanye told everybody jesus walks/
bush killed more n____s in the towers then g_______ing ever did, that's why they need new york/

[outro]
yeah mother f___ers
chuck taylor
o you thought I forgot about that alias huh
im going back to my roots
g-unit is dead
as a staff, a record label, and a mother f___in group
your clothes cant sell
your shoes are straight garbage
your movies suck!
chicken little killed you n____
hahahaha *echos*
how you like it n____
I took yo style
I aint doin no third verse
imma just talk to you n____
like you do when you get mad at me cause you cant f___ with me lyrically mother f___er!!!
you gon do one of those sing song little clucky poppy hooks
you like the rap linsey lohan you f___in f__got
write 8 bars about me n____
I do this s___ all day 50!
curtis jackson
boo boo
marcus...snitch
black wall street c. e. o. mother f___as!
hurricanes in stores december 26th
stop snitchin stop lyin the dvd in stores december 6th
it's a tell all n____
wait till my movie come out
im glad it aint based on my life
with that knock off 8 mile s___
you could never be eminem mother f___er
you aint lyrically inclined enough to be jay-z, nas, b.i.g. or pac
and in the modern day...today, tomorrow, next week
you cant f___ with the game n____!
out

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Review about Red Bandana

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wel good | Reviewer: luke.s
------ About the song Red Bandana performed by The Game

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Great | Reviewer: Anonymous
------ About the song Red Bandana performed by The Game

This Song is probably the best song of the mixtape, maybe Say Goodbye or the collabo with Lil'Kim, Quiet, they all rock,

The Doctor's Advocate hits the street this summer, buy all!