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Exclusively Lyrics - Untold Story - Game

Exclusively, ridin' on them deuces G 

Talkin 'bout what your gameplan used to be 

They got us choppin' up game through the fog and smoke 

We came a long way but still we got so far to go 

 

Exclusively, ridin' on them deuces G 

Talkin 'bout what your gameplan used to be 

They got us choppin' up game through the fog and smoke 

We came a long way but still we got so far to go 

 

Yeah, I know I got 4 to go, so with these bars I flow 

At a pace for the papes, I thank y'all should know 

I lace it properly for property, it really ain't no stoppin' me 

And plus I'm tryin to get my money on like Monopoly 

 

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Politickin' economy if I could be a made nigga 

Smokin' on e'ry nigga, balled out paid nigga 

Keepin' it real, I'm still deep in the field 

Deep with the skills for the bills 

I got the million dollar mouthpiece with no gold grill 

 

I bring the thrill like Will Clark 

I will bust I will spark and flame in the booth 

You blind you shoulda saw it when I came in the booth 

I serve the thunder, that shit that'll bang in the roof 

 

My niggas, stack riches, mack bitches 

Blow fast swishers with my folks, act vicious with my folks 

Suave livin' with my vocals, outlaw like my nigga Noble 

Fuckin' bad bitches at the hotel 

 

There's nothin' to a boss, man we live it up 

Smash for the cash and respect so when we mash niggaz give it up 

I got no time for that fake shit 

Jersey to the Bay niggaz thuggin' even bitches thinkin' they sick 

 

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So nigga basically the world is a ghetto 

Play a nigga out his scratch, he gon' be twirled in' a meadow 

I keep it real with niggaz that be true to me 

There's nothin' you can do to me 

My crew is deep and real niggaz rule the streets 

 

Exclusively, ridin' on them deuces G 

Talkin' 'bout what your gameplan used to be 

They got us choppin' up game through the fog and smoke 

We came a long way but still we got so far to go 

 

Lace your Timbs, polish your gators, we like odds in Vegas 

You can't ball then it's probably the haters 

Can't breathe then it's probably the desert 

If you a gangster or not 

 

I give a fuck dawg, bullets is hot 

And every nigga gon' cry when he hit 

The more pain the more blood drain, he ain't survivin shit 

And your niggas ain't gon' ride for shit, they know 

 

If they came through everybody in the X-5 is hit 

Red rag or blue rag, niggaz die for this 

The Game the reason all these niggaz on that Cali Love shit 

Compton niggaz get grimy too, pull you out of that 6 

 

Fuck you up like one time'll do 

And I dare y'all to stop on the 'Shaw, and King Boulevard 

Pull it hard, Doogie Howser pullin' bullets out your jaw 

Turn your round trip into a one-way ticket 

You can visit, but you can not lie and kick it 

 

It's time for me to shine, life on the grind, life on the line 

Feelin' like I'm runnin' out of time 

It's now or never, chasin' this cheddar 'til things get better 

These streets got me hungry as ever 

 

Can't stop can't change, young Sav stuck in the game 

Everyday we gotta hustle and slang, struggle and strain 

To bubble, weed plus the 'caine to juggle 

Organize the brains and muscle 

 

Exclusively, ridin' on them deuces G 

Talkin' 'bout what your gameplan used to be 

They got us choppin' up game through the fog and smoke 

We came a long way but still we got so far to go 

 

You like Sammy did Gotti, told 'em we kamikaze 

Like those whiteboys ain't heedin the robbery 

Told 'em we ride around in them cars on them big wheels 

In the killin' field makin' 100 bills on the P-700 Pirelli wheels 

 

Marshall Faulk in to ball again in this day to day scrimmage 

'Bout the spinach this game is relentless where we livin' 

Niggaz'll 32 round ya, kick you on the ground 

 

After they down ya, sneak ya and plot ya, Heckler & Koch ya 

Got ya body bein' scrutinized by a flock of doctors 

Still an unsolved mystery, statistically, history 

A Get Low nigga victory by fuckin' with my credibility 

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