The Game - Lay Low lyrics

[Verse 1: Techniec] In the rain with the beat, stashed with the heat Smashed in the seat, sinking and thinking ya'll know the way I rhyme I'm a raw shined up, flossed out rhymed up Get your wife good and ball it out till your time up Want to k** him quick?, put him in a filthy ditch Rather be filthy rich, over a filthy b**h Wasn't for the flows Wouldn't be no hoes jocking and breaking their necks to get your's So I suppose, rockin' show, knocking hoes Flockin, I'm clocking dough, I control Rock-n-roll, with soldiers on lock-n-load And they come through shoot it up Fist fight, threw it up Terrorize the future, truly number one who was us No question we'll bust Glocks in fast cars Blocks in Nascars, couple of bad brahs We got a few with us, none 50 trust You b**hes hit the bus, you n***as ease up [Chorus: Game] I heard another n***a from that G-Unit click talking sh** She's Tony Yayo And they kicked him out the house that's the reason why he running his lips He's on 50's payroll You want to die all you gotta do is keep on f**ing with Game Mr. Yayo You n***as snitches that's the reason I threw out my G-Unit chain I ain't the po-po [Verse 2: Techniec] You rap guys better stick to rap Cause colliding with hood n***as that spit it Will get you so called k**as clapped And you'll think it's the fans But my n***as got the M 1 Sixes, get loose in the stands Techniec on the side of the stage with a gauge and 4 4 long deuce-deuce in his pants So I'ma just fall back, n***a I could lose you for a grand No gunpowder, residue in the hand They want to see Tech fly, they rather see Tech in the can I spit grams, till the check in the hand When the Tec in the hand, respect my demand Or I'll find your set in a jam when the Tec will go blam! Chorus: Game [Verse 3: Game] Drive-by, violator in the Bentley coupe Ghost town outside, ain't nobody to shoot They call me Noman for all the heads I shot They call you state evidence for all the dime's y'all dropped Real love cause I'm a million dollar k**a Got banana clips for you so called gorillas G-Unit cap peeling till I D I E You looking for me, Southern Cali is where I be [Chorus: Game] [Outro: Game] Yayo stop running you b**h a** n***a You ain't go to the jail motherf**er, you went to camp snoopy n***a 12 months in the motherf**ing amusement park f*ggot Thats what PC is to real n***as My n***a was locked up with you n***a, said he held you down n***a Got out of motherf**ing jail, tried to hit you up n***a Your cellphone went "diuw diuw diuw" this call has been.. you f**ing f*ggot f** you n***as man haha G-G-GGG-Unot