I Got Game Lyrics - Nate Dogg - Nate Dogg

(feat. Snoop Dogg, Rob Stricklong) 

[Chorus: Nate Dogg] 

I got game, more game then you can ever conceive 

I don't play, better not be playing with me 

I got hoes (From sea to sea) all around the world (In different area codes) 

I'm so tight, just pass me the Hennessy 

[Nate Dogg] 

Up jump the boogie to the bang bang boogie to the rhythm of the boogie dee beat 

I can't imagine all these other motherfuckers think that they got more game than me 

I been all around the world, had every kind of girl, it takes a lot to impress me 

Up jump the boogie to the bang bang boogie, hope you know you're going home with me 

I got pro's from East to West, when I flow I flow the best 

Ask the first motherfucker you see 

[Chorus: Nate Dogg] 

I got game, more game then you can ever conceive 

I don't play, better not be playing with me 

I got hoes (From sea to sea) all around the world (In different area codes) 

I'm so tight, just pass me the Hennessy 

[Snoop Dogg] 

Pass me the Henn dogg... yeah 

G-A-M-E that's my thang, and it ain't no rules when you in this game 

Fo real, like Shaquille, cause you know the deal, 213 in your motherfuckin grill 

It's still, D.P.G. now I'm living well off 

Despite a few homies fell off 

I'm on the right track cause I'm the foefather 

Bite you on your ass like a motherfuckin Rottweiler 

Flip a new style and reshape and refolder 

Hold easy cause it's that ea-sy, believe me 

Snoop D-O-Double-Gee-zee, fall off in the party 

going solo and then I leave 'em four bree-zee 

Let's take 'em back to the spee-zee 

The honey come hide out off the church for the evening 

Good Evening, ladies and gents, players and pimps 

Shame on a nigga I run game on a bitch 

[Chorus: Nate Dogg] 

I got game, more game then you can ever conceive 

I don't play, better not be playing with me 

I got hoes (From sea to sea) all around the world (In different area codes) 

I'm so tight, just pass me the Hennessy 

[Rob Stricklong] 

Niggaz be talking shit like they got the gift 

Trying to keep up with the Jones's the Yester Smith 

Like a stick shift switch fast on a fag, rucate rap, style ran up the ass 

I'm a give you a pass cause I now that you'sa bitch 

But next time you trip I'm a prepare the big ditch 

And you and a punk should call you're team 

I ran the machine named you off the team 

You live in a dream nigga picking you to pieces 

One tech shot leave your crop in love pieces 

So recognize royalty, poetry in motion, roast MC's like chronic bud leafs 

Nothing but thugs and G's when I come around 

Mess around put you in a hospital gown 

You'sa clown, you're sound you're whole shit's plain 

It all sound the same, nigga you need game 

[Chorus 2X: Nate Dogg] 

I got game, more game then you can ever conceive 

I don't play, better not be playing with me 

I got hoes (From sea to sea) all around the world (In different area codes) 

I'm so tight, just pass me the Hennessy