The Game The Game - Body Bags Lyrics

[The Game talking]
Is 07 s___
We runnin' through summers
in dual hummers
and tell them my crew coming for war

[Verse 1]
Ay yooooooooooooooo!
I can't let the day go without lettin' the K go
Now watch his face blow, YAYO!
Heard you hidin' in the big apple
Better keep hidin' for them Puerto Ricans kidnap you
9-3 gangsta ties
Haitans down in Miami (zoe gang!)
yeah, them Haitins down in Miami
Fat Joe don't f___ with you, Nas don't like you
So who they gonna blame when the long nose snipe you
Potato on the muzzle, black tape on the grip
We in the A-Team van with black tape on your b____
She gonna tell us where you at
We gonna twist that dro'
and just wait 'til that rat come out the that hole
No, the streets ain't safe
When we see him we gonna eat that face
Nobody we gonna beat that case
Yeah, it's on again, two shots of patron I'm in
Drive slow and let the m_________in' chrome extend

[Chorus: Ini Kamoze (The Game)]
Out in the streets they call me murd.. they call me murda (whispering: murda, murda, murda... game, game, game)
(You can't f___ with the real!)
Out in the streets they call me murd.. they call me murda (whispering: murda, murda, murda... game, game, game)
(n____, don't cross the real!)
They call me murd... They call me murd... They call me murd...
(murder, murder, murder... game, game, game...)
They call it murd...
(You can't f___ with the real!)
They call me murd... They call me murd... They call me murd... They call me murd...
(n____, don't cross the real!)

[Verse 2]
What type of b____ n____z put his hands on kids (h___!)
Pull up that black van on his (Nope)
We don't do the kid slap, we do the kid s_____in'
Eyewitness news, there's been a kidnappin'
Feed 'em real good, takin' home to play with Harlem
Sit by the phone, just wait it's your daddy callin'
Naah, we don't get down like that
but 50's momma we'll put you in the ground like that
Cuuuurtisss
Tryin' to make peace with Dipset
but you ain't even address the beef with Jin yet
It's on now, better call dr. Ben and Russell
Set up a peace treaty or go get some muscle
Call the lighty brothers, call all your lil' flunkies
Call the snitch hotline and get the G-Unit monkeys
Call the cops, I'm still 100 miles an runnin'
Then call the God and tell him your a__ is comin'

[Chorus: Ini Kamoze (The Game)]
Out in the streets they call me murd.. they call me murda (whispering: murda, murda, murda... game, game, game)
You can't f___ with the real!)
Out in the streets they call it murder (murder, murder, murder... kill, kill, kill...)
(Never cross the real!)
Out in the streets they call me murd.. they call me murda (whispering: murda, murda, murda... game, game, game)
They call it murd...
(You can't f___ with the real!)
They call me murd... They call me murd... They call me murd... They call me murd...
(Never cross the real!)

[Verse 3]
This ain't "Ether", nah, this ain't "Hit 'em up"
This is a lot of dead bodies, who gonna pick them up
We just shot the corner
Who gonna drive the truck
f___ the whole G-Unit who lied to Buck
f___ Spider too, now that's for Big Fase
I know where you countin' your sheeps
I'll have some Crips waitin'
youtube banger, tell me how that clip taste
You kiss Lakisha in that mouth, tell me how my d___ taste
I got the crown n____, it's going down n____
and Los Angelesss - it's my town n____!
I got a place where bodies don't get found n____
Where the dead sleep and ghost don't make a sound n____
The real 50 Cent, he knew Jimmy Henchmen, the real Jimmy Henchmen
Look at them n____z flinchin'
We ain't gonna do s___
I'll have your crew sit (?)
So play like them is toy guns and this is just music

[Chorus: Ini Kamoze (The Game)]
Out in the streets they call me murda (murda, murda, murda... game, game, game...)
(You can't f___ with the real!)
Out in the streets they call me murder (murda, murda, murda... game, game, game...)
(Don't ever cross the real!)
They call me murd... They call me murd... They call me murd...
(murda, murda, murda... game, game, game...)
They call me murd...
(n____z can't f___ with the real!)
They call me murd... They call me murd... They call me murd... They call me murd...
(Don't f___ with the real!)

[The Game talking]
It's Blackwall Street n____!
Is 07, we can't be f___ with
Try and die, m_________ers
I run the world, it's on!