Game Da Shit Lyrics

Da Shit Lyrics

Intro:



Now where's the shit?

The shit?

The shit!

N*gga whatsup man?

Come on kill that noise man, let's just get the
shit,

Don't worry, you'll get the shit,

You'll be,

Knee deep
in shit!



Chorus: (The Game)



I'm a G, you can't see
me,

That must be, why you're talkin' (Shut your mouth bitch)

I'm
the shit, and you know,

It, never stops, there's no stoppin' (It don't
stop *****z)

Light a lo', blow a smoke, oh,

As I cruise, streets of
Compton

(Roll out the six fo, six trey, glass house, '57 Chevrolet, tell
them *****z)



Verse 1:



I let the whole world know that
I can't be stopped,

Even without Doc I'm still from the (Streets of
Compton),

Yeah ***** I said it, and I'ma stay on top,

Like a
hoodrat with bomb ass cock,

Run up in 'em like these rap *****z, I ain't
gotta clap *****z,

End your career with one line like that *****,

Hit the switch front and back, make it bounce,

Let it jump,
Killa-for-ni-a is where I'm from,

3 wheelin' with the ass out, smoke
chronic 'til I pass out,

On the way to my ***** Daz house,

He
always gotta big bad bitch from Long Beach,

She a known freak and she
gotta long reach,

She gon' touch it, suck it, fuck it, never back
down,

'specially when Al Green in the background,

Now bitch hit the
weed and turn that ass round,

It's time to bring back Chronic into
Doggystyle,

Westcoast *****z still holdin' shit down,



Chorus: (The Game)



I'm a G, you can't see me,

That must
be, why you're talkin' (Shut your mouth bitch)

I'm the shit, and you
know,

It, never stops, there's no stoppin' (It don't stop *****z)

Light a lo', blow a smoke, oh,

As I cruise, streets of Compton

(Roll out the six fo, six trey, glass house, '57 Chevrolet, tell them
*****z)



Verse 2:



I'm back on the cover of the Source
and the XXL,

Floatin' all through the (Streets of Compton),

I got
more bitches, more plaques, more beef, and more straps,

That's what the
fuck I call "Gangsta Rap",

I was the Aftermath remedy 'till friends turn
enemies,

Streets kept me laced like bloods dipped in hennessey,

You
*****z act like the Game can't roll 'em out,

One man show still sell a
motherfucker out,

We know Dre still sell a motherfucker out,

''cause everybody here from the (Streets of Compton),

We got crip
*****z, blood *****z, eses, asians,

Red and blue laces, tattoos on
faces,

I kept you *****z waiting had to take you back to the basics,

Switch the Impala from gold to chrome Daitons,

Everytime your bitch
hear my voice she masturbating,

I run trhough hoes like Walter Payton on
the daily,

I got your main bitch swallowing my babies,



Chorus: (The Game)



I'm a G, you can't see me,

That must
be, why you're talkin' (Shut your mouth bitch)

I'm the shit, and you
know,

It, never stops, there's no stoppin' (It don't stop *****z)

Light a lo', blow a smoke, oh,

As I cruise, streets of Compton

(Roll out the six fo, six trey, glass house, '57 Chevrolet, tell them
*****z)



I'm the Westcoast Rakim, got you *****z blocked in,

Glass house parked sideways on the stock rims,

New school, old school
mentality,

Translation - Four pumps and twelve batteries,

Hydraulics make the world go round,

Your girl go down, chronic make
your girl slow down,

For she end up like superhead, giving superhead,

Every ***** in the industry now fuck superhead,

And I might just fuck
her too,

If I ever catch her sliding or riding through the (Streets of
Compton),

Rolling down Green Leaf smoking on that green leaf,

With
a Mac 10 like I was born on Queen's Street,

Murder MCs like I was born in
Queensbridge,

That how I show you palm *****z where the King is,

And
you don't wanna play chess on a time clock,

I'm in the Hall Of Fame next
to Snoop, behind 'Pac,

I got the whole motherfucking world locked,



Chorus: (The Game)



I'm a G, you can't see me,

That
must be, why you're talkin' (Shut your mouth bitch)

I'm the shit, and you
know,

It, never stops, there's no stoppin' (It don't stop *****z)

Light a lo', blow a smoke, oh,

As I cruise, streets of Compton



(Roll out the six fo, six trey, glass house, '57 Chevrolet, tell them
*****z)



Outro:



Everybody wanna know what the fuck is
going on,

Am I signed to Aftermath? Interscope? What's up with
Geffen?

I'ma just say it like this…

One day I walked in the
motherfuckin' house,

And all my shit was gone.