Blood Of Christ Lyrics - Game

We gonna let this motherfucker breathe for a minute 

It's still aftermath, it's still aftermath, yea 

Now when I said we gon' let this motherfucker breathe 

I meant this motherfucking beat is dead 

We gonna preform CPR to bring that motherfucker back to life 

Now let that motherfucker breathe 

Compton's my city 

That motherfucker ain't never pretty 

Gave Pac life then motherfuckers that killed Biggie 

Then motherfuckers that killed Biggie 

Get motherfuckers that killed Biggie 

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Notoriouses, bring that Benz in 

I'm about a dollar, nigga fuck 50 Cent 

I heard Tony Yayo can't pay the rent 

I heard Lloyd Banks can't pay the rent 

I beat the G-Unit out of 40 Glocc 

Sue me for forty grand, that same forty will get you shot 

iPhone in my hand doing the forty whop 

That nigga looked up and thought he saw 40 Pacs 

Looking out of my window I see forty cops 

Trying to serve me that subpoena, I'm on this Xbox 

2 Chainz voice, smoking that Wiz Khalifa 

Somebody pass to Waka Flocka, let me spit this ether 

Yeah yeah yeah, till it blow the speaker 

From eating Reese's Pieces to pulling guns out 

For that Little Caesar's Pizza 

All the way to jacking niggas for their Jesus Pieces 

I'm God to you bitch ass niggas 

Put that on Matthew, Paul and Peter 

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Compton's my city 

That motherfucker ain't never pretty 

Gave Pac life then motherfuckers that killed Biggie 

Then motherfuckers that killed Biggie 

Get motherfuckers that killed Biggie 

Compton's my city 

That motherfucker ain't never pretty 

Gave Pac life then motherfuckers that killed Biggie 

Then motherfuckers that killed Biggie 

Get motherfuckers that killed Biggie 

Fuck with me, fuck with me 

Fuck with me, nigga you stuck with me 

Forever and ever and ever 

Shyne Po ain't rich, Shyne Po 

All the way in Belize with Kendrick's dick in his throat 

Good kid, mad city, mad kid, bad city 

Nothing from Compton could ever be trash 

You hear that nigga voice sound like a dick in his ass 

He reminiscing of Compton niggas bitch in prison 

Used to be Christian, now that nigga Jew 

Can't step foot in America so what he gone do 

P. Diddy's stuntman, Jackie Chan your ass through 

Hood pass revoked, get your fucking brains blew 

Blood on that yarmulke, now you really Piru 

Soon as they killed Biggie that man became you 

But you couldn't become him 

Cause you were shooting at the roof 

Compton's my city 

That motherfucker ain't never pretty 

Gave Pac life then motherfuckers that killed Biggie 

Then motherfuckers that killed Biggie 

Get motherfuckers that killed Biggie 

Compton's my city 

That motherfucker ain't never pretty 

Gave Pac life then motherfuckers that killed Biggie 

Then motherfuckers that killed Biggie 

Get motherfuckers that killed Biggie 

I always wondered why Puff wasn't in that truck 

I said, I always wondered why Puff wasn't in that truck 

Let that beat breathe, let that bitch breathe 

This my motherfucking city 

Five motherfucking albums 

The documentary, classic 

Doctor's Advocate, classic 

Everything in between that shit 

And Jesus Piece, classic