The Game - Too Faded lyrics

[Verse 1 : Game] Hey yo I'm full of that purp Can't be f**ed with when I'm rollin' I like that backwood up and put that sun roof in motion I hit the block like what, them boys can't f** with that phantom Put them 6s down in buck kid, I f** with Atlanta Got that huge blow and rocks up in this Shining like the staple center lights when Kobe go for 40 looking like mike! Don't compare me to these rap n***as I'm not like ‘em, I swear to God I did went through hurt before, Chris Humphrey my dick big You can ask the broads, I like my b**h authentic no fake Titties or a** When she do I Ricky ruby on that ho, I pa** Since tall [?] f**ing with the lights out When the sh** on like a [?] I fight though I don't wanna fight though, wanna lose your life though So pull a 38 on yeah, turn a n***a mike on Yeah, I'm f**ed up and they hating Turn all these rap n***as into blood zulu nation Yeah, soldiers, the diamonds in your chain Bigger than that n***a face and that's foul, game [Hook : Soulja Boy] I'm f**ed up and I'm faded I said I'm f**ed up and I'm faded We got peach sirock syrup ‘tron, peach sirock syrup ‘tron, peach sirock syrup ‘tron Faded, I'm faded, faded She faded, faded, he faded, faded, we faded Faded, faded, faded, faded, faded, I'm f**ed up [Verse 2 : Soulja Boy] Puff pop and I pa** on, rich n***a young a**hole f** you trying to tell me, go bars for the cash bro I took charge and I went hard Held it down for my f** squad f** you n***as talk about Time we bring them racks out Welcome to my spaceship, that sh** look like a trap house Go ahead and bring the Benz out Recoup your ho and we freezed up Pound [?] that's a beat up, 50 k on my sleeve bro And I'm fresh f** and my sleeve up These n***as riding won't be us Everyday we get the bump, riding round smokin' grind 2012 red Bentley mean, gang driving through compton Bad b**hes by the dozen, no police I ain't coughing And n***as saying they got swag But it's money gang or nothing I'm high as f** see it in my eyes Shouts out game that number 5 Fresh as f** till a n***a die Gonna write my name up in the sky Fick you n***as talking bout, we get cash by large amounts I'm f**ed up and I'm faded, got a mansion up in Las Vegas [Hook] I'm f**ed up and I'm faded I said I'm f**ed up and I'm faded We got peach sirock syrup ‘tron, peach sirock syrup ‘tron, peach sirock syrup ‘tron Faded, I'm faded, faded She faded, faded, he faded, faded, we faded Faded, faded, faded, faded, faded, I'm f**ed up