That T.M. shit – Game! [Chorus: unknown singer (The Game)] I don't care that you lookin like Beyonce on her best day (I ain't fuckin wit'chu) You got
"Ain't Fuckin With You" [Intro] That T.M. shit, that T.M. shit Trackmasters, that T.M. shit, that shit That T.M. shit ? Game! [Chorus: unknown singer
Перевод: Игры. Разве это не Fuckin With You.
alone with you Shorty be checkin' up on you But if baby girl only knew You've got a lot of freak in you, babyyy Did i ever tell you, my man love what
she ain't riding On the turnpike you you bobbing While I'm weaving Getting weede Believe me This pimp shit ain't easy baby I tell you ain't no hoes like
inside (Wyclef) (Juvenile) You got me fucked up I'm innocent look I ain't do this shit you don't want to hear my side but you believin' that bitch You
shit motherfuckin blarin It ain't loud enough man Oh these muh'fuckers think I'm gon' play with 'em Oh I ain't gon' play wit'cha - I ain't gon play wit
Looky here, looky here, looky here! You out the frame with it. You off the chain with it. You out the frame with it. Woman, woman..." You got your
Here to change the whole game due to audible Initial place wasn't cruel so we oughta bull I'm ? to my little mack competition You gon' need a couple
let me sing it to you [B] We ready to bang [X] Yeah, you talk impressive, you don't mean it do you? [B] Watch where you aim [F] Get lost in the game,
't go straight Don't nothin in the mothafuckin' World come free I'll never see a nine to five Cause it just ain't me (It's like this) Xzibit shall
all niggaz ain't fuckin with us, and plus it ain't nothin like standin on your own two So run them streets, but never let 'em run you [Chorus: Nate Dogg
you see It's dem boys from dat Attic makin' noise in the streets So don't you come with no hoe shit, or none of that old fuck shit Me and my niggas out
J-Bo is who I be, won't fuck with you, don't fuck with me So can't you see through the enemies You'd besta be all you can fucking be Stay sucker free,
house or the college, frat house for the gul you just, mad house that rat house And get you some scrub, she ain't ya girl Skeet-skeet one off and dip
back (back) Put the pound game on her, hit her from the back (Jeahh) I'm young and thuggin, I don't give a fuck He can make love to you, I'ma beat it
days though, thinkin' about you You may be gone, but you're never over And it don't stop (oh) And it don't quit (oh) And it don't stop (oh) And it don
