The Game - Chapter Three (Interlude) lyrics

[Verse 1: Game] I'm gangsta Flip pies and bricks On the block with the work since 96' Now I'm on Aftermath we supply them hits Now everybody love Dre And they riding dick Cause Eminem getting money Fifty getting money Streets is talking watch the Game after this summer I ain't talking 'bout the NFL I'm talking 'bout me and Big Fase 100 in them twin SL's Cause I'm a g**ner n***a So try your luck And have desert eagle slugs whizzin by your truck Kanye don't lie I'm high as f** That's the purple haze Family Matters but I been smoking since the Eurkel days I can't rember if I was five or ten When my Uncle Greg got locked Did a five to ten Got out and got stabbed to d**h I though I never understand how a n***a could just k** a man Now you see me walking out the cemetery like thriller man And I ain't MJ But when the game on the line Gotta take them shots like MJ And that ain't no bullsh** when the Mac-10 spray Give 'em fifty in the garden k** you by myself and I don't need no Pippen when I'm ballin' Got n***as in the Nickerson Gardens That will fill you up with holes like G-Unit and Fifty in the Garden [Hook: Game]] Here is something they can't understand They wanna know where Dre found him man Somewhere running 'round Cali with the pound in hand And I can't for my sh** to hit the fan Here is something they don't understand Them 16's coming from Compton man Now he got a deal nobody can stop him man And it's gonna take more than five shots to drop him damn [[Verse 2: Game]] I'm in the field breaking down birds like the steelers man Pray to God I don't ever have to k** again Don't leave the house with out the steel in hand Cause everybody know I'm selling the rock like k**a Cam Cross me I'll k** ya fam' Hogtie ya b**h By them fake Manolo's f** her brains out if you run to the jakes or popo's Black Wallstreet n***a I came for dolo Remember when my brother used to bang K-Solo I was twelve years old with c**aine in polos And n***as knew who I was Furthered mixtapes with whoo kid All of a sudden dude got buzz Is he from Compton? Is he from Queens? Is he from Yonkers? Is he on Aftermath? Can he write me a 16? Is that Eazy E's son? Is he a blood or a crip My air force ones the same color as bricks Last week I bought my mother a gift That 2004 McClaren the same color as piss Got a nine the same color as this I'm a ghetto boy I just rap a lot like J. Prince [Hook] [Talking] Now that's what I'm talkin' 'bout This goes out to all my gangsta n***as across the muthaf**in' globe Holla at ya boy Chuck Taylor I got to let em know That's wa**up And you know I got to holla at my n***a K-Dog See him in the field with them K's dog Yeah It's Aftermath muthaf**er Cut a check or s** a dick