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Game) That's Lloyd Bank's momma singin', You betta tell your boy
to keep his mouth closed, Or he gon' get a black tux, And a free
wake, How my bow tie lookin'?, You ready?, Let's go.  (The Game)
If you in the car wit em' you betta get, (down, oooh well)
Automatic rifle, And i'm blastin' on sight so, Ski mask, i'm
psycho, My gun got night scope.  Two in the leg knocked em,
(down, down) From Thirty feet away he fell, (down, oooh well)
Touch kids like Michael, One roll of the dice, oh!, You wanna
gamble wit' your life, Nigga die slow.  Now your casket goin',
(down, down) Tony Yayo tried to run, I chased him, (down, oooh
well) Cause' I hate the Jakes, Pat him down take his cake, He
wanna be a clown nigga, Might as well paint his face.  And
that's how I get, (down, down) Fuck G-Unit nigga i'm not (down,
oooh well) Used to ride wit' em', Slice up the pie wit' em', Got
kicked out the group, Cuz I wasn't gon' die wit' em'.  And
that's how it went, (down, dow