Game Remedy Lyrics

Remedy Lyrics

As my daytons spin lowrider sitting low

hitting corners so hard you could
taste my rims

Rag top 6-4 henny in the passenger side

smoking
chronic just letting me ride

You would do it if my name was DRE

Second coming mothafucker throw it up for the KING OF L.A

Im known for
making bitches take their clothes off

Long as im from Compton California
i could never go soft

im hard as a mothafucken ounce of raw

dribble
rock like kobe bryant bounce the ball fuck the law

feeding my son is a
must

whip it soft, whip it hard in crack we trust

why andrew
jackson look high as fuck on the 20 G? 

Answer Cocaine been around for
centuries

Since im young black and rich

im the public enemy riding
the bass drum

Just Blaze got the Remedy



(Hook)

(scratching) Now-dey ("Now They"), Now-Now, Now-dey, Now-Now, Now-dey Now Now
they got Me in a Cell

I got the Remedy

(scratching) Now-dey ("Now
They"), Now-Now, Now-dey, Now-Now, Now-dey Now Now they got Me in a Cell

Aftermath got the Remedy

(scratching) Now-dey ("Now They"), Now-Now,
Now-dey, Now-Now, Now-dey Now Now they got Me in a Cell

Nigga Back up
back up back up before you get your punk ass smoked



I aint no joke
G

So dont provoke me 

Im from the city of angels

Where that
jacob watch is a trophy

N Staring at the hollywood sign'll get your
straight jacked

Where you from fool?

Better say your pro black

Cause walking in roscoes with your chain hanging

its like juliane
trying to get rid of the gang bangers

now that Pac past trying to put us
on death row get ready for the aftermath

i run through the city like
godzilla

doing more damage than ice t when he dropped cop killa

pull a shotty out the trunk of the chevy

there go another victim of a
1-8-7

whos the gream reaper with your life in his hand

even the
toughest niggas run when my gun go blammm

so kick back and watch the
bitches dance N.W.A is back now let me see your 

mothafucken hands



(Hook)

(scratching) Now-dey ("Now They"), Now-Now, Now-dey,
Now-Now, Now-dey Now Now they got Me in a Cell

I got the Remedy

(scratching) Now-dey ("Now They"), Now-Now, Now-dey, Now-Now, Now-dey Now Now
they got Me in a Cell

Aftermath got the Remedy

(scratching) Now-dey
("Now They"), Now-Now, Now-dey, Now-Now, Now-dey Now Now they got Me in a
Cell

Nigga Back up back up back up before you get your punk ass
smoked



Im back by popular demand N so

All black interior on
a cherry red 6-4

Niggaz endin they career trying to shut me up

acting like i traded in my khakis for a button up

the west coast still
dippin

game still bloodin'

N snoop still crippin

So what you
saying loc

Red and blue bandana tied in a knot

As i creep through
the chronic smoke

they say it aint good weed if you dont choke

Shit
got my head spinning like the 100 spokes

3-Wheelin through the
neighborhood 

system on blast as the mothafucken one time pass

the
key to drive bys is aim steady

turn that bape hoody into mothafucken
confetti

(Acapella)

when u cross that enemy line

close your
eyes parental dizcretion is advized