The Game - My Turn lyrics

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The Game - My Turn lyrics

Aye yo, home, I'm number one mutherf**a (f** you.) The Doctors Advocate, n***a. (f** you again.) Just get used to me, man. You can't get ride of me, b**h (Dj Skee WORLD PREMIER) These n***as had a chance, now their sh** is over It's my turn, my turn, my turn, my turn Don't be mad at me cause I kept it rollin' It's my turn, my turn, my turn, my turn. (HAHA!) 24 low on hearts on that '06 rose It's my turn, my turn, my turn, my turn. (The Doctor's Advocate) Let the sun roof back and I keep on coastin' It's my turn, my turn, my turn, my turn I can hear n***as talking, whispering in the dark they're like dogs with no bark When I pull over and park then guns starts to spark and the bullets find the mark n***as outlined in the chalk and I speak from the heart When I say I k**ed you, it's simple and plain Don't say sh** about Dre and don't mention The Game This industry is fake and I can't understand how a grown a** man Sent a b**h to the pen, how you snitched on stan; he's a b**h like his man He'd of did you for a grand. Eminem called him stan I'm going to say it again If I had one more chance I would've break all of his ribs with my bare f**in' hands I'm a gangsta on fire You ain't, you a liar You ain't got no pride, there's a snitch in the wire Your fan base knows that you're gangsta is dying I won't stop until that wa*ksta retires I'm gone These n***as had a chance, now their sh** is over It's my turn, my turn, my turn, my turn Don't be mad at me cause I kept it rollin' It's my turn, my turn, my turn, my turn 24 low on hearts on that '06 rose It's my turn, my turn, my turn, my turn Let the sun roof back and I keep on coastin' It's my turn, my turn, my turn, my turn These rap n***as hate and they smile in my face You rabbit n***as mad, cause the turtle won the race And, the radio debate what the f** they going to play All the hot sh** is my sh**; they take what I say Play Scrabble with my words and put it on the front page They go find a picture of 50 and Game Say it's East vs. West; New York and L.A Since I dont' bu*ton up, now I'm beefin' with Jay Apologize in seconds You n***as is reckless, you're not going to pay me to beef with a legend My pride I'd protecting, the streets I'm respecting I'm not trying to replace Pac so accept After 5 million records; the Dr.Dre lectures; and 3 world tours West Coast Resurrected My form to the group of help was rejected I felt abandoned so I threw away my necklace These n***as had a chance, now their sh** is over It's my turn, my turn, my turn, my turn Don't be mad at me cause I kept it rollin' It's my turn, my turn, my turn, my turn 24 low on hearts on that '06 rose It's my turn, my turn, my turn, my turn Let the sun roof back and I keep on coastin' It's my turn, my turn, my turn, my turn After 20 magazines and a couple of awards I can close my first chapter; put my plaques on the wall To the top of the billboard Who ever knew that I would sell more than Destiny Child and U2? Or do a song with Busta, go neck and neck with Usher? Went gold in a week, I'm a bad mutherf**a This Gangsta Disciple and vice lord sh** Brown pride, latin king This is blood, this is crip Hit the Impala switch I keep a clip for any n***a that said I f** his b**h Or changed cause I'm rich, saying Game used to strip n***as weren't saying sh** until I came with a hit Now you want to see me dead, blood stains in his whip Take a father from his son, put my name in cement After I'm gone they're sample my songs You can bury my bones but my music lives on These n***as had a chance, now their sh** is over It's my turn, my turn, my turn, my turn Don't be mad at me cause I kept it rollin' It's my turn, my turn, my turn, my turn 24 low on hearts on the '06 rose It's my turn, my turn, my turn, my turn Let the sun roof back and I keep on coastin' It's my turn, my turn, my turn, my turn Aye yo, man, I don't really give a f** about all that sh** ya'll doing, that sh** ain't making no noise. I'm saying that sh** is bullsh**. Man, why you n***as trying f**ing k** my mutherf**a career? Man, sh**! It ain't going to happen, n***a. Not as long as my mutherf**a Bentley got 22 inch low in hearts on it, n***a. sh**! I'd be damn, n***a. I'm under the black ten light like "What!" I'm rich Game, Bïtch