Ganksta NIP - Get Out Of The Game lyrics

(feat. Dope-E) [Chorus: x2] Gotta get out of the game, I gotta get out of the game I gotta get out of the game of slangin' the caine I gotta get out of the game, I gotta get out of the game I gotta get out of slangin' muthaf**in' caine [Dope-E] I try to get out, but I can't stop I knock on wood and pray I don't get popped n***a livin' lifestyle, don't try to do me Tha cops made a bust so my dope I had to chew it I almost blew it, damn dat was close So I relocated to anotha post I can't get caught, I've been in jail too many times Can't get legit jobs so I swing to get mines I'm in it to win it, if ya gank me I get ya And two weeks later they find ya floatin' in a bayou Yo' family, they're cryin', awwh it's too bad You've been laid in muddy water, eaten by crawdads This posse found out it was me so now they're after me A bunch of pussies, they offend to f** wit me Cuz then I'll have to shoot 'em, the splatter fleshes drama Do it mafia style and k** all these f**in' mamas King of the kingpins collectin' a payroll You f** me and I shoot ya, then cement ya ankles Cuz I got a rep for takin' no sh**, b**h A serial k**a some ya can't f** wit And hoes love a dopeman wit money But all they get is this black pipe cause I ain't no dummy They track a bro while he up and dis 'im when he down That's why I cum in they a**, laugh and skip town "No way cuz the game's here" so many dispute b**h get out my face, I'll pull yo' hair out by the roots Yo' boyfriend owe me money, if ya love 'im betta tell it I wants my muthaf**in' sh** before I k** 'im! [Chorus] [Ganksta NIP] f** gettin out, my reputation astound If my money ain't legit, yo' mama's heart gets ripped out Ya wanna gank me but ya ain't slick "Come short one rock?", Oh man naw, ya fiend to die, b**h It ain't funny, ya think I'm a ho? .357 to yo' head, why U ain't laughin' no mo'? Now it's too late, b**h look what ya did Now here's a to yo' head, for yo' grandkids Cops try to control me It takes 852 jail cells to hold me Dis Nip? Oh, f** I'ma dis ya A Uzi in my hand, yo' family gon' miss ya I ain't the one to be f**ed wit 9mm holopoint cappin' yo' a**, b**h That crooked cop, he must think that I'm soft I might start by shootin' up his muthaf**in' house Got a kilo in my trunk wit sum lead Mac-10 infrared scope aimed at a cop's head n***as geekin' and kidz geekin' too "Just say no", b**h f** you! The Godfather, I'm alwayz scopin' Got them b**hes in my bed wit their p**y wide open A n***a snitched, he f**ed my connection They found parts of his daddy's head in every direction Here come the jump-out boys, let 'em jump out I'll get the Uzi, Dope-E ya get the bomb out And let's blast in the dark 36 crooked cops just died in South Park [Chorus] [Dope-E] Creepin' down the street there wit no caine just the other day There go that n***a who owe me money, I yell "Hey!" He heard my voice so he bailed down the street Cuz he know his a** is fiend to get beat Over the head wit a lead of a gun, teach 'im don't run That's the way a n***a be slangin up in Houston Hey yo, Nip, grab the pipe, get yo' back and a gat Watch his guts splat, f** it and that's that Keep my finga on a trigga steady watchin' my stash cash Gotta move fast cuz cops be watchin' my black a** See I ain't got a pity over anotha brotha I'll k** yo' b**h a** and I'm serious than a muthaf**a [Ganksta NIP] Dope! (Whatta?) Get the muthaf**in' scope (Got it!) Don't stop shootin', the twenty n***as crawl Takin' no sh** while I'm slangin' Gank me, they'll find yo' muthaf**in' lil' girl's throat hangin' Drugs related k**ings, cops don't bother 16 die from the hands of the Godfather Lettin' ya know I ain't down for braggin' Call 911, f** it, call the meatwagon You'll die f**in' wit my dope Like that n***a they found dead bleedin' wit his neck broke Slangin' caine ya can never fail But me and Dope-E see yo' a** in hell, b**h!