Game's Really Over

Yeah its game over
Ya'll ain't ready
I can smell the fear
Yeah
Oh
But you don't hear me though
Its game over
Yeah
Its ya girl glo
Lil flip
Snoop dizzle
Ok

When clover gees get up on the track its game over
One hit then shorty spit so I came over
But out of respect if you get me wet you gotta feel me
Lil flip, snoop dizzle and ya girl glo
Hit 'em where it hurts we got this locked fo' sho'
You don't want no drama shorty still ballin'
Mtv, bet I can hear them callin'
The most phenomenal
Boricua lamabodamo
Like that snow man
Go gettin' that dough man
Niggas wanna get with us gotta come correct to get with me
Now makin' hits with flip and s-to the -n to the double -o-p-
Dirty south, east coast, to the midwest
Got everybody knockin' what I did best
Lil' mama, ctc, clover g I told ya
They thought they had us flip but I gotta tell ya

(Game over)

(Flip flip flip flip)

Yeah
Oh boy
Remix
Remix
Yeah
We got clover gees in the building
Oh boy
Oh boy
Oh boy
We got snoop dogg in the building
Fo' sho
Fo' sho
Fo' sho
Fo' sho
My nigga game in the building
Oh boy
Oh boy
Oh boy
Holla at 'em

Bitch what the fuck you still got ya clothes on for?
Didn't you read the sign when you came through the front door?
No draws
No bras
No laws
Just pimps and hos and balls in ya jaw
Drink what you wanna drink
Shake
'Till it achy ache
Now make ya coochie pop and get them suckas for they bank
Not me cause I don't pay for no nookie
I'm a pimp bitch I gets money out your pussy
I'm fly as a eagle
Livin' so illegal
Pimp out the cadillac blast out the regal
We turn a we-low
Everywhere that we go
I do this for my motherfuckin' people

R.I.p. Dj screw
Soon as I touch down in houston
I slow down my music
Blow a pound with snoop and lil flip
Drive through the corner where he used to pitch
Where niggas sippin' sizzurp watchin' roosters flip
We notorious like b.I.g.
So I'm a stretch my rubber bands 'till t.I. Free
Yeah (game over)
Nah game just started
Fat red laces in my s dot carters
I'm a tell you where my heart is
In heaven with my little nigga marcus
That got shot for his chicago bulls starters
Regardless of the fact I got jacked for them jordans
Pimpin' war when he dunked on starks in the garden
Nigga I'm the hardest
On the mic in the hood
If you wanna act retarded then I'm right in the hood
With them nikes in the hood
Stuffin' white in the hood
Sittin' on that cherry low rider bike in the hood

This ones for yayo before he get home the whole world gon'
Flip, flip, flip, flip, flip, flip, flip, flip

Ah shit its flip and snoop in this bitch
First you buy it, then you roll it, then you light that shit
You know I smoke like a cancer patient
I went gold in two weeks now ya'll niggas hatin'
You got houston and cali on the track
Yeah
Plus I know ya'll got my back
I make 'em bouce all across the globe
I got the bentley gt and the baby blue rolls
Oh you ain't know? My liquor about to drop boy
I'm ridin' spinners cause my money don't stop boy
I got ya baby mama showin' off her g-string
I'm in my drop bumpin' "nothing but a g thang"
I know you mad cause your gal love my voice oh
I know you mad I'm on the cover of the source no
Its clover gees on top of my head
Peep the rocks on my bed
Cause the game over man

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Game's Really Over

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