Game Lyrics

Game lyrics

Intro

*guy toking and coughing up*
[$hort] Freddy B!
[Fred B] Wuz
up $hort?
[$hort] Ai, y'know they been waitin on this ol' school
game
Let's bring that game back!
[Fred B] Like game one thru
five?
[$hort] Yeah nigga, just like we use to do it!
[Fred B] Well check
this out

Game! Is the shit
Like what? A rat-haired bitch

Verse
1: Old School Freddy B

I was sittin at my home, all alone
Thinkin
'bout bitches I use to bone
Tight young bitches, I can't deny
Rat-haired
bitches, I can't lie
The bitch had body is all I know
Only 18 but looked
twenty-fo'
Her name was Bitch, class of '92
Skyline High and the shit was
cool
Took her to my house, Moms was gone
Turned off the light, unplugged
the phone
The bitch said "Fred, I hearda you
Anything you want, I will
do"
I dropped my drawers, dick all swoll
She couldn't believe the
position was pole
In and out, out and in
I used the bitch like a
ATM
G'd the bitch like the one and only
Bust two nuts and called her
phony
She couldn't believe what I said
The next thing you know she was on
my head
Suckin the dick like it's suppose to be done
Rat-haired bitch make
me cum
Freddy B that's the name
Rat-haired bitches, I got
game

[$hort] Cos Game
[Fred B] That's the shit
[$hort] Like what?
(Like what?)
[Fred B] A nasty bitch

Verse 2: Short Dawg

I like
to fuck a nasty bitch
Witta big fat ass and shit
First lay, dick gettin
sucked
Bitch don't give a fuck
Cos real players run that game
When I
fuck that bitch she won't be the same
Cos when Short Dawg run up in
it
Fuck a bitch for about 30 minutes
Real player-like, straight to the
point
Bust a nut while I'm smokin a joint
Stop fuckin, still
smokin
Lay my dick on her lips, say "Open!"
Ain't nuttin like a nasty
bitch
Acting all fast and shit
Bitch just love to flirt
When I see her
at the club, I'll be puttin in work
Feelin on her ass at the bar
Let's get
a room, girl it ain't too far
On the way, y'know what happened?
She sucked
my dick while I was rappin
I just couldn't resist
I couldn't hold back, I
said "BEEYATCH!"

[Fred B] Game!
[$hort] All I do is stack
[Fred B]
Like what?
[$hort] A motherfuckin mack!

Verse 3: Old School Freddy
B

My Copue DeVille is all white
Yes bitch, it's hella tight
Crush
blue velvet, gameless game
White on white wit tha gold thangs
Bounce tp
the spot, check my crap
Wash, wax, straight on fat
The bass on heat
everytime I ride
A long haired bitch on the passenger side
Mackin on the
cellular phone
I can't be stopped, 50 G's strong
Fred Benz, Freddy
B
Oaktown, a bitch don't sleep
A motherfuckin mack that's what I
am
Taxin a bitch like Uncle Sam
She pays the tax, Fred Benz' the
pimp
16 G's put the bitch in
No ordinary game, just give it and
take
East Oakland can't be fake
I slapped the bitch, the money was
short
Macked on the bitch and now she knows
Fred Benz baby, the game is
fat
Ask these bitches, I'm a mack

[$hort] Game!
[Fred B] Is like
ridin vogues
[$hort] Like what?
[Fred B] Breakin hos

Verse 4:
Short Dawg

Breakin hos day and night
They call me Shorty The Pimp, my
game is tight
I never do give hos slack
I'm like Fred Benz, I'ma
mack
So bitch break yourself
I'm an Oaktown nigga, I'll take your
wealth
Cos that's what I was raised to do
Break these bitches, get payed
fool
Y'know Short Dawg ain't afraid and hurt
Any bitch I get, you can't
take her
Cos the game is fool-proof
Bet'cha momma say I'm tellin ya
true
So won't you pay the man
Hundred dollar bills all in my
hand
While I break you bitches
Tell a story 'bout ridin with
bitches
'Bout these pimp ass niggas from The O
We know just what to do
with a ho
Take her where the tricks get laid
Where the hos get
paid
You need a pimp, bitch give me a call
I drop the top in my El
Dawg

[$hort] Cos Game
[Fred B] It's the shit
[$hort] Like
what?
[Fred B] Like a bitch

Outro

[Fred B] Ai, Short
Dawg?
[$hort] Wuz up Fred?
[Fred B] I ain't smokin no more dank wit no
more bitches
[$hort] Hell naw nigga
Bitch wanna smoke a 20 sack, sge got
to spend 20
KnowhutI'msayin?
[Fred B] If the bitch wanna 50, what she
gotta do $hort?
[$hort] She gotta do me, you and the whole crew, he
hah
[Fred B] And my nigga PO too!
[$hort] Hey, y'know what? Freddy
B.....
[Fred B] What's that baby?
[$hort] And Too $hort. We go way back
man!
1981, Freemont High School
We the two niggas who invented the word
'BEEYATCH!'
[Fred B] BEEYATCH!
[$hort] Hey wait wait wait. BEEYATCH!