The Game Here We Go Again (featuring Dr. Dre) Lyrics

Yo Dre

Skee

Hit the switch (What)

Game:
Guess who's bizack
Wit an ounce of crizack
Or a black mizak fitted to the bizak
L.A. Dodgers kid's at
That's where my s___'s at
n____s want my life homey come get that
I'm tired of the rif-rat
n____s better sit back
Cause when the guns come out they break like kit-kats
But if its beef break me of a piece
I eat that beat that i'm back on the streets
I got a whole lot of b____es to see
And i don't f___ any dub n____z b____es to me
And a b____ is a b____ thats just a simple fact
Next time I'm in town you gonna get me jacked
Send the baby daddy see how the kids react
When the daddy comes home and his ribs is cracked
And he files a lawsuit for a million flat
f___ it I gotta deal wit that
That's just how it is

Chorus:

Dre ridin' again
Westside again
Go get your ties again
You m____fuckas still aint take a vacation
If you come back then we go again

Dr. Dre:
Guess who's back again
Straight out the C.P.T.
D.O.C. D.R.E.
Y'all know me wit the s___ bangin'
I'm in the streets again
This west coast s___ gettin' played again
Its a new season and
a lot of people waitin'
a lot of n____s hatin'
whole lot of stipulation
It's Dre makin the beats
Puttin' riders on the floor
I gets dope I'm the Aftermath C.E.O.
Half the world wanna see me flow
The other half wanna see me go
It won't happen m____fuckas
Dre still rappin m____fuckas
The streets still love him
Paid in full since "Deep Cover"
All three speakers still drumming
Beats still coming
Comptons version of "Feel Drumming"
Same Dre different strokes
Same six-tre different spokes
Same chronic just different smoke

Chorus:

Dre ridin' again
Westside again
Go get your ties again
You m____fuckas still aint take a vacation
If you come back then we go again

Game:
It aint easy being signed to Dre
I'm in the press so much I ain't got time to pray
It's been six months too long
Aftermath gotta move on
Now the beef wit me and 50 Cent gone
I told y'all not to f___ wit me
Ghost writer my pens got that murda inc.
I feel kinda bad about murdaring Ja
What goes around comes around look at 50's shot (a'ight a'ight)
But f___ that nevermind that s___ you did
You tryin' to sell albums I'm just tryin' to feed my kid
Game you gonna respond to mister potatohead
I told I'm just tryin' to feed my kid
Why scoop to a level that requires a shovel
That's like throwing ice cubes at the m____fuckin' devil
I left the group cause the group's too crowded
Now watch game finish his second album without him

Chorus:

Dre ridin' again
Westside again
Go get your ties again
You m____fuckas still aint take a vacation
If you come back then we go again

Aftermath!

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