Jay-ZThink It's A Game

Think it's a game 'til them thangs come out I bang out 'til your brains hang out 'Cause you're fuckin' with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga Think it's a game 'til them thangs come out I bang out 'til your brains hang out 'Cause you're fuckin' with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga It was a full moon in the beginnin' of March, 'bout the end of winter '74 The gangsta was born, introduced to sinnin' and spinnin' women Cats with big hats slammin' Cadillac doors Who choosin' hoes, you losin' hoes, you niggaz loose witcha hoes You motherfucker y'all ain't used to no hoes Niggaz wanna lo jack, track your bitches, shack your bitches I pimps up, smack my bitches, you wanna fuck trick your bitches I duck flip my bitches, get that cash with that extra ass bitch Plus I keep a gat at arm reach, you ain't no hustler Yous a car thief, nigga where your car keys? Crack topic, back block it Thirty-one long black top it, you can't stop it, gat top it Black mack, black glock it, blast rocket Sit your faggot-ass on your back pocket It's not a game, prick Think it's a game 'til them thangs come out I bang out 'til your brains hang out 'Cause you're fuckin' with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga Think it's a game 'til them thangs come out I bang out 'til your brains hang out 'Cause you're fuckin' with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga They call me, hov' the hustler, dough doubler Drove customers crazy in the late 80's, early 90's Now you can find me, girlie behind me, holdin' my mink up Ice pinkie ring in the air, drinkin' my drink up Top down, 'dro in the air, blowin' that stink up It's seldom that I smoke, but it helps my thinker Makes me a, mathematician about my math Get celebrity ass, I'm a statistician, rap with precision Nigga, your hoe chose hov', that's rapid division Now divide yourself and slide I, young vito, voice of the young people Mouthpiece for hustlers, ventriloquist for jugglers Took it where few went, made a few cents Don't call me hov' no more, call me "The blueprint" Sold dope sold crack sold soap sold rap Bought Bentley's, bought 'em back, nigga can you buy that? Think it's a game 'til them thangs come out I bang out 'til your brains hang out 'Cause you're fuckin' with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga Think it's a game 'til them thangs come out I bang out 'til your brains hang out 'Cause you're fuckin' with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga Purpose for man, worship Allah, then you die Purpose of my gun, run in yo' shop and take pies Purpose of my son, raise him to do the same Clip blazin' it through your brains, strip, use it 'til it's burned out Benz coupes, jags and trucks when we roll out Man it ain't no lie, it's real as this four-five And real as these five salaats, whether we deen or not Our kids gotta eat, red beamer stops Where your connects gotta meet, interrupt your cop Dependin' on the dope size, we slide it from both size With hammers with hollows you feel we follow we're both risin' They killed your cousin you strapped and you won't ride and Don't think 'cause I rap that I won't Play o-dog in menace and drive-by men Real gangsters keep a bitch in the wheel, workin' the gas tank Hoes on the strip, bringin' that cash in Think it's a game 'til them thangs come out I bang out 'til your brains hang out 'Cause you're fuckin' with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga Think it's a game 'til them thangs come out I bang out 'til your brains hang out 'Cause you're fuckin' with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga It's C the young gunner, they call me the boy wonder Without that caped crusader, that cake is major, uh Nickel plate stay with it, except for in school Metal detectors in school, for every last nickel get moved Fucked every bad little bitch in the school Good with math but I skipped it in school Ankle to shop but I'm sick with them tools Shit, that's why I'm kicked out of school Fuck J's by da locker, come and holla, uh Out on my own, movin' out with the chrome And can't nobody take me out of that zone, not even A.I It ain't even a business, it's just the way I Get it consistently, flip it until the day I'm gone Scream beef any day and it's on The same Chris dangerous with a eight in my palm And been paid since the day I was born But these lames think it's a game 'til them thangs is drawn, uh Think it's a game 'til them thangs come out I bang out 'til your brains hang out 'Cause you're fuckin' with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga Think it's a game 'til them thangs come out I bang out 'til your brains hang out 'Cause you're fuckin' with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga
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