Three 6 Mafia - In Da Game lyrics

Chorus Dope game c**aine Dope game dope dope c**aine... Gangsta boo Dope game My game Hoes lame Its a shame How the gangsta boo is gonna click up on you b**hes manne Gangsta boo is not the kind of b**h that will like get punked out Looks are so decieving Stupid b**h do you wanna fizzind out How can ya bust a playa Playahataz better listen close If you try to buck me b**h Im outie with you f**ing soul Yes the devils daughter Kind of caught up b**h that wish the slip Slip yo a** in a coffin Because you run your f**in lip Hoe my game is thick So stupid b**h dont ever test me hoe If i f**ed up once You f** up twice So hoe you gotta go Listen deep this pimpin Really quick before i split your dome Hoe you trying to cross me in this game And stupid hoe its on Juicy j Just a flodgin a** n***a With a lot of cheese Heard he stackin g's Everyday pushin plenty keys n***a dont know me Cause i aint no phony And i aint the n***a you can whoop and call me toby Low key On his a** Waitin for the night to come So i can kick down his door and make him give me some b**h i with a little young n***a age thirteen f**ed up in town while i watched yo a** ride clean Now that im grown up From the hood i gained nuts n***a you gonna drop off that dope Or feel the pain of a hollow tip Rip through your sh** or your f**in brain Thats what you get When you choose to play the dope game b**h! Chorus Dj paul Im at the cut Droppin the fiend down with the monkey nuts Im tired Im hittin 'em short I gotta get over I dont give a f** The sh** goes on from sun-up till sun-down And on the tweleve i geuss But now its time cut the sh** Wheres my mind at my best I gotta test A n***a to see what he got can a fool Make you straight a couple of g I need more cheese I layin it down on his face But dont waste time I gotta roll straight through the sh** Sometimes i wonder will it end Cause i rob for petty sh** Im riskin my life pullin yo card After yall push him off the wood grain A pop off his smile a one eight spot Im dodgin the cops Watchin my bizzak fools kinda like a snitch But when i do my boys I find there house and go up in that sh** Lord infamous Check it out n***a im kickin in doos Bodies are froze Bloody ya clothes Gun to ya nose All of you n***az you really need to give up more money and dope Face the floor Forty-four Into ya head Droppin 'em dead Infamous fled Put them to bed With the weight Then escape Count the stacks Shine my gat After i jack Like a rat On the creep All you dopehead n***az will get put to sleep When i sneak Give up the dope or get a hole in yo cranium You slang this mean artilery you know we just containin some sh** that makes me flexible to make your life ejectible And with this bullet in your brain you be dead either comotose So when you pushin candy with the scarecrow comin to smoke you manne Simple and plain Youll get stanged If you in the dope game b**h Chorus In da game Trapped in da game.....