Ice Cube Game Over Lyrics

Game Over Lyrics

[Intro]



Man, what's up with these niggaz out here

Mad at us
cause we on top

I love to see niggaz gettin money

Better get it
while the gettin is good

Get it while you can, man

And stop hatin
me, fuckin with my shit cuz I got more hustle than you

Get yours, get
yours baby



[Dr. Dre]



I'm seeing millions, niggaz dont
understand

know what? Im makin moves, puttin cash behind plans

to
blow up, will he style like this

everyday I parlay, sip Henne and
Tanqueray

stay in the mix like Alezay

V.I.P., my shit parked
valet

on the prowl again to get honies familiar with the smile again

some try to assault Dre, its still cavi

Im eatin steak while they
struggle to break the slave mentality

I givin livin definition long as my
hearts tickin

I fought and made the world listen

Whatever fly Dr.
Dre invented

turn on the box and let my son watch these studio clowns on
60 inches

I push a rover, shit platinum before the sessions over

rap master with the Houston heat holder

these playas best to get they
shit in check

cuz when I get my hustle on aint no playin with a full
deck



[Chorus: Ice Cube]



Lord please, murda my enemies
(Yeah)

Burn em at a thousand degrees

And lord please let me make mo
cheese

Cuz I aint quite ready to leave (No)

[X2]



[Scarface]



Buck the whole world

meant that, gotta stay
strapped

cuz 99.9 a niggaz, carry they gats

Super fist fightin shit
might come down to dyin

When the time comes down for the tryin I got
nine

reasons why niggaz shouldnt step in my face

with the nonsense,
cause I'm always heated and you can taste this

Audi little something out
the seams a my trousers

with no hesitation I got a team to come clown
ya

I down ya, so let your people know what they face

with the type
of individual thatll bomb a sub-station

Kaboom! and everybody dies
outside

there aint no escapin the Reaper so dont try

Go ahead,
close ya eyes, who the next to step?

Face down, hit, bleedin on the steps
a death

Check yo self, you just been invaded by true soldiers

December 31st, 96 (the game is over)



[Chorus: Ice Cube]



Lord please, murda my enemies (Yeah)

Burn em at a thousand
degrees

And lord please let me make mo cheese

Cuz I aint quite
ready to leave (No)

[X2]



(I've got all my life to live, plus
with all my love to give)



[Dr. Dre]



Smokin weed I
never trail, I lead

spendin dough, tripped the cost of a ride like it was
pocket money, Gs

but these are the things real playas do

talkin shit
is real things that the hatas do

I'm namin you

shit's thick, its
time to run for shelter

I kept the word, things could happen to marks
like it was helter skelter



[Scarface]



Dear diary, I'm
runnin outta pages

Fadin, in and out, takin purple hazes

The dazes,
Revelations in the last stages

Red skys institute, the silent horns
playin

Im prayin with tears in my eyes

Cuz I'm tryin to make it
into eternal peace without dyin

But they eyein my bank account with beams
on my rover

the killa failed to launch his attack (the game is over)



[Chorus: Ice Cube]



Lord please, murda my enemies
(Yeah)

Burn em at a thousand degrees

And lord please let me make mo
cheese

Cuz I aint quite ready to leave (No)

[X2]