Man I miss my dawgs(yea) Me and you through thick and thin(yea) Me and you through the very end(yea) For only you I was in the game(yea) [Lil Wayne]
it's a game but it's a game of life or death you lose and can't continue if you get dome checked you get blues it's all what duck gonna be next come in
Rolls screamin', "Fuck the police!" Peelin' out in front the club, about to duck to the east Now play yourself, you gon' find yourself by yourself In a nice place ducked
Q-Bon Yo One time for Heavy Management, Baja Pantie Them 6 - 7 Boys Welcome to Miami where them boys used to touch tourists on a daily basis Duck charges
worry about it dun I'm on the next thing smoking Hit Bristal up on the speed dial Yo these funny talking cats tryin' to do a nigga foul It's goin' down
a game to back Spitting a big ticket number one in the track Ease along, baby say ease the bar My b's the door Bout to take the game by storm The
rap phene vaccine packed red beam Put 'em up, what the fuck You plucked a bad seed Off the wall, spittin' the guerilla tag team What's up now, duck down
Brains and guts Maim, cut, aim, duck, same, stuff Get you cracked up like cocaine, heat 'em up OK, I'll let a sucka's fly once Face down, found him in
: - "Who was I shootin at?" Was it game related and where do they kick it at? But I didn't say shit I can tell from all the people Involved it was an inside job But I'm the wrong nigga to rob, I'll hunt you down
if this ain't for me, please make me thank again Gotta get my shit right, tight like these gurls draws Let me recognize the game, and all the flaws While
, you're fit for the long run? You think it's a game 'cause you fucked the wrong one Always with God and I don't swing solo Never back down when I gotta
' Don't worry about it dun, I'm on the next thing smokin' Hit Bristal up on the speed dial Yo these funny talkin' cats, tryin' to do a nigga foul It's goin' down
down, home town Bost-town Victim of 'stance, we dance with four pound Spit thug sound, y'all know how thugs sound Can't touch clowns, slow slugs down
was you, I would duck, or get struck like lightening, Fighters keep fighting, put your lighters up, point em' skyward uh Had a dream I was king, I woke up, still king? This rap game
layin there, lookin at the motel door Hand on your strap, some beautiful whore You fuckin relaxed, fell a fuckin sleep bad move Big game take little game
me to start up a company Duck Down's the name, rap music is the aim Lyrically I bring the pain and lock the game with no padlock and chain Some said
that you never wanted These streets is taunted Blacked out Impala with the big rims on it Hit'cha corner with the lights out, bitch it's on Duck down