Here's the phone, It's your call It's your call, It's her Would you rather take it in the other room She's hangin' on and so am I Yeah, I know all about it don't act so surprised It's time to end this game you're playin' She's not the only one who's

Blam blam, blam to dem all Listen to the shots from my nigga Doggy Dogg (pump pump) Let the motion of your body be the key, 'cause we be the motherfucking G Funk family Now, I'll play the G in this deadly game Snoop Dogg is the name Dogg Pound's the game

Compton Boulevard, Wilmington Rosecrans, Central Don't get this motherfucker roped off Y'all gon' get this motherfucker roped off Posted on Brazil and Wilmington Red flag, red khakis, red Pendleton Cold steel got 'em trembling Stomp a nigga out (In

Don't make the good girls go bad You don't really love her Please don't do it Since Big ain't here, I'm about to do it for T'yanna And put roses on the grave of Kanye's mama This for all the lost girls locked up in the pen All the girls that hold it

I promise this, with every kiss, my heart's in this 'Cause it's not an option, it's not a game As they fall apart (they fall apart) No one compares, it's just not fair To everyone that doesn't have you Guess I'm the lucky one (guess I'm the lucky one)

Now get this work No money, no family Sixteen in the middle of Miami I've been work work work work working on my shit Working on my shit I've been up all night, tryna get that rich Milked the whole game twice, gotta get it how I live Walk a mile in these

Let it fall Will you help me paint a smile On this sad, sad world When it meets you on the other side baby We're all prisoners in a simple mind baby You can grip my arm to pass the time baby Let it fall, So what's your game plan Walking among the

Yes, no, maybe I'm sorry for talking crazy Don't do this to me, baby (But I ain't really tripping if you ain't tryna come back Fuck that, you can stay wherever you at) (I just wanna know, are you playing games with my heart? Could've sworn that you

See the truth Any time you see the truth I won’t point any fingers I won’t say it was you Don't know how many times I got caught up in this game I let life take its time Don't try to hide it all Don't try, don't try

This is love This is what I'm made with She likes the shark print with the zip-up High hats with the hiccups Dark tints on the pickup Pineapples and liquor She moves with the machine Play the game to change it This is how it is to be