B.G. - Get Ya Game Up lyrics

[Intro: B.G. Talking] Whats hapnin mayne ( whats hapnin ) Say, I got my game up You know what I'm sayin so I need ya'll to get ya'll game up You know what I'm sayin If you ridin 20s I want you to go on do 24s You know what I'm sayin If you got a pinky ring on one pinky You know what I'm sayin Go head slap a pinky on the other pinky You know what I'm sayin If you got 5 karats in your watch Go on head on and put 10 karats in there, mayne Help me to get ya game up Get ya game up Ya heard me [Verse 1: B.G.] If you know me than you know I'm a beast If you know me than you know I don't be lyin when I tell ya I gotta cheat If you know me than you know I'm a G If you don't want your ol lady to get f**ed don't bring her around me Man, I'm hotter than you ever will be Dawg I'm realer, just cooler, so smoother than you ever could be I always put the hood in my rap Cause I ride through the trap, no strap, hoe face in my lap I'm a man I be holdin my own Disrespect me if you want and I could promise you a whole in ya dome I'm off the block when they play for keeps And I was taught don't ride wit a n***a who ain't solid wit me You got somethin to say then say it to me Don't talk behind my back, be a man homie brang it to me Don't trip cause Gizzle done came up Please, stop hatin, start paper chasin and get ya game up [Chorus: B.G] Get ya game up n***a get ya game up If it cost less than 10 then put that chain up Get ya game up n***a get ya game up If it cost less than 10 then put ya chain up Get ya weight up n***a get ya weight up You see me comin, you stuntin man pick ya face up Get ya weight up n***a get ya weight up You see me comin, you stuntin man pick ya face up [Verse 2: B.G.] Look, I went from broke to rich Rich to back do' Broke then back to gettin 20 thousand a show I went from weed to dope Dope to speed ballin' Cleaned myself for me I'm a f**in moneyholic Hoes just love how I carry myself I look in the mirror sometimes and wanna marry myself I be lookin when a nine got this swag to myself Most of it came from my daddy, a lil' Slim left I'm a fool from the UPT When I ask Hot Girls, What it do They say do it to me I'm official anywhere on the globe I could travel around the world in 30 days with 30 different hoes Man, I'm back and I'm outta control Man, I'm floodin the bank until they see they can't hold no mo' Don't trip cause Gizzle done came up Please, stop hatin, start paper chasin and get ya game up [Chorus] [Verse 3: B.G.] I ain't a mobbster, but Gizzle is made I'm a tell ya, real n***as respect the game Bustas feel played Real n***as can go in hood Cause real n***as do what they want, bustas do what they could On the real, I'm like the law of the streets I could pull up, hop out, and leave my keys in the car on the streets n***a know what come behind f**in wit me Mo' murder, mo' k**, mo' headbussin' f**in wit me So I advise you to stay on your level n***as stay in your place Be smart just stay out the way Dawg, just stay in your league Cause its alot of lions, tigers, and bears Runnin through these trees And believe, I'm the king of the jungle I'm the coach of the team I can't mess wit the scope and a beam Don't trip cause Gizzle done came up Please, stop hatin', start paper chasin' and get ya game up [Chorus]