The Game - Can A Drummer Get Some lyrics

[Hook: Swizz Beatz] Can a drummer get some? Can a drummer get some? Can a drummer get some? Can a drummer get some? Can a, can a drummer get Can a, can a drummer get Can a, can a drummer get (Can a drummer get some?) [Verse 1: The Game] Boom, guess who stepped in the room Draped in black diamonds like a f**ing Monsoon Back from the dead but they never found my k**er So I jumped up out the grave like Michael Jackson in "Thriller" Iller than most MC's cause I be k**in' 'em Most emcee's turn into ghost emcee's Yeah, give a drummer some If 32 seville when that all black Hummer run Face/Off, Nicolas Cage with a gauge I'm famous for k**ing rappers, my style - grenade Cook sh** like Rae, the chef Raekwon The beats are filet mignon without the A1 Who bark like a Pitbull, you? b**h please I ate your favorite rapper's heart out with a 16 Didn't hit the switch on something with big fiends Make money with Ruff Ryders, homie, that's Swizz cheese [Hook: Swizz Beatz] Can a drummer get some? Can a drummer get some? Can a drummer get some? Can a drummer get some? Can a, can a drummer get Can a, can a drummer get Can a, can a drummer get (Can a drummer get some?) [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] Bang, guess who checked in the game Smoke in the air like LeBron James Running this sh** like he Ron Dayne Pull out my dick and just pee on flames She on Wayne, but she ain't what I be on I'm beyond, I pee on you peons for eon's I'm in my prime like Deion I'ma shine like neon I'm a Lion like Leon But I'm 'bout to go off, cause that is all I know of I don't have to show y'all, I'd rather show off Yeah, Travis on the drums, Travis on the beat Wayne got the smoke and Game got the heat Weezy F I'm a F'ing star Get it? F & star And it's the Rock you ba*tards If I'm the rock star, will rock you ba*tards [Hook: Swizz Beatz] Can a drummer get some? Can a drummer get some? Can a drummer get some? Can a drummer get some? Can a, can a drummer get Can a, can a drummer get Can a, can a drummer get (Can a drummer get some?) [Verse 3: Rick Ross] 2Pac in Juice, Radames on the loose 10 chains 'round my neck, haters wish it was a noose Long Maybach and I wish it was a coupe Kush out the jar, car smellin' like Joop Quarter milli on the seat, yeah I know I'm a goof Designer underwear she knows I'm the Gucc' Got the wide body I'm a fat mother f**er In Swahili I'm screaming “stack mother f**er” Ya homie won't stop until I decide to Until then I'm making rollies for the homies to ride to Smokes on the folds, folks wanna know b**h I'm a boss, best foot's on the blow Keep the hat pulled over, Big P on the front Travis on the drums, big weed on the blunt Being Savage where I'm from, girls menage from the jump Don't trap me like a punk, Travis handing me the pumps, so [Hook: Swizz Beatz] Can a drummer get some? Can a drummer get some? Can a drummer get some? Can a drummer get some? Can a, can a drummer get Can a, can a drummer get Can a, can a drummer get (Can a drummer get some?) Can a drummer get some? Can a drummer get some? Can a drummer get some? Can a drummer get some? Can a, can a drummer get Can a, can a drummer get Can a, can a drummer get (Can a drummer get some?)