The Game - TD lyrics

[Produced by Dnyc3] [Hook: Problem] Yo b**hes TD, yo n***as TD Yo b**hes TD, yo n***as TD Don't make us turn it up on you n***as right quick Don't make me turn it up on you b**hes right quick X2 Yall n***as turnt down [Verse 1: Game] They call me racked up shawty Aka mc in backpack shawty Louisiana all them n***as say whodie But I'm from k**a Cali where they f** with E-40 [Verse 2: Problem] k**as with me so they know I got the 40 And they ready to bust in case you pussies get horny So ready to play the game like a tourny Compton California and I wear it like a jordan [Verse 3: Game] The baby ain't mine b**h you on Maury Chain like the R.O.C Shawn Corey She don't smoke weed she say the marijuana boring But b**hes get sh** for the game Robert Horry [Verse 4: Problem] I'm high as sh** I ain't with the metaphoring Baby I'm trynna f** that Lick it make it dribble like a baller with six left It's time to make a move like a rolex with six chicks [Hook] Yo b**hes TD, yo n***as TD Yo b**hes TD, yo n***as TD Don't make us turn it up on you n***as right quick Don't make me turn it up on you b**hes right quick X2 Yall n***as turnt down [Verse 5:Game] I'm f**ing b**hes I'm f**ing b**hes (like what) I'm popping bottles I'm popping bottles (like what) Hella racks in my trues And the P on my snapback stand for Piru [Verse 6: Problem] Bottle boys ho we ain't no babies 4th of July G's raising those pagers Legalized thugging bread like Togo's Go against mine Ima snap like photos [Verse 7: Game] R.I.P Lil Frogg, retired the Polo Ghost got dust on it bring back the low low n***as running up on The Game cause he's solo I'll beat yo a** like Floyd did Coto [Verse 8: Problem] n***as talk swag I done bought more clothes than them Can't talk b**hes I done f**ed more hoes than them Real with every quote can't stand it with a podium Smashing coupe his bro To be in [Hook] Yo b**hes TD, yo n***as TD Yo b**hes TD, yo n***as TD Don't make us turn it up on you n***as right quick Don't make me turn it up on you b**hes right quick X2 Yall n***as turnt down [Verse 9: Game] Free Boosie Cause that's what a n***a play when a n***a eat coochie [Verse 10: Problem] Her man never wear it out like a box of free stüssy With two chocolate treats, I'm rollin' no tootsie Bed with both of em crackin no footsie Sick with the dick gotta stan no Tookie Magic, like Shaquille when he rookie Gone on sight like Reese did Roochy I'm On [Verse 11: Game] Karrueche, body all Gucci Every n***a wanna eat that up raw sushi Fine chyna, gold digger, 49er See me with 9 of the baddest b**hes at Benihanas Commas lawyers for the drama Soon as you say "I'mma," n***as hit you with the llama Swimming in that spade you get ate up by piranhas Turn yo True Religions into pajamas cause [Hook] Yo b**hes TD, yo n***as TD Yo b**hes TD, yo n***as TD Don't make us turn it up on you n***as right quick Don't make me turn it up on you b**hes right quick X2 Yall n***as turnt down