The Game Don't Cha (featuring Rockstar Lyrics

che uh,
(hype hype hype),
uh,
(nu jerzy devil),
black wall put ya m_____fucin hands up,
cicero rockstar, carry d woteva u choose makes me luk difrent,
(try to move),che
let get into it(feel us)
uh, slam,
uh, check it,uh
ye you'll what eh do,
n____z don't know how i move
only role with the crew
rollin up the trees, loadin up the twos,
n____z get a little outta line, hidden flo let it choose,ye bras on my t__ heard that i spit with the game, signed with the black wall street,
got sum glitz in my chain,
got sum chips in ma pocket, with a clip that i bang, yousta have hit the strip for ma change, now s___ changed,
i can hit the strip in the range, yeh hit the switch in the range that'a make it bounce bounce bounce,
n____z betta get it corrected don't disrespect it, i do chat s___ when i check s___, drive by loaded window down when i wet s___, so n____z gotta cool out befo i gotta move out, che, and y'all dont wanna p___ me off, coz i mite have'ta get the fifth's involved, trigger balled in front of that, no i do more wer ur stomach at, y'all booz dont want none of that,

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"dont cha wish g-unit was black wall street, dont cha wish g-unit was black wall street,.... dont cha,"

ye when the rig, carnartion or fig, ye when they come to the shows, girl's undid they clothes, n____z playin with the kid, they wanna stay under control, but they wanna see me wavin a stick,....dig a grave for ya, aim for head, some ma mans may'aim for ya kid, knock at the door, when they in and up, let the trigger buss, wake the babysitter up while he playin at the crib,
thats what im'bout treat like cats from the south, when they blow caps in they mouth,plus am back in around,and im back in they mouth, blow a mack to astound, then im clappin em down, think i got beef wit the cats from the town, n____ this business sum after the crown, laugh at the clowns, they dont think am tied to the streets, raised off fire an the beats, back block in the kitchen with the black pot, counter-clockwise zip it up fiends cant get enough, pour hard now jus tryna get ma figures up, now for neva, guess who n____ what, che, and y'all dont wanna p___ me off, coz i mite have to get the fifth's involved, trigger balled in front of that, no i do more wer ur stomach at, y'all booz dont want none of that,

(chorus)