All I Know

The Game

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    All I know is this pain in this life
    And this struggle it troubles me so
    All I know is that I'm stuck on this road
    Of success so I got to get mine
    All I know is this pain in this life
    And this struggle it troubles me so
    All I know all I know

    Red phantom, they say I look like josh smith from atlanta
    I do, hachoo, excuse you, that nigga look like me
    He from the g.a., and I'm m easy, that's game
    I don't do what you niggas do, that's lame
    I soo woo with my crew from the from the burque
    I soo woo with my crew, from under young wayne
    A walkin' motherfuckin' flame
    Livin' up to my brothers name
    Rockin' that red shit, wasn't fuckin' with them other gangs
    Most other gang's, they wasn't fuckin' with me
    Ain't your average motherfucker, I'm a motherfuckin' g
    I got some shit on my chest that I want to get off
    I got some shit for that vest that will knock that bullshit off
    Money like made off, killing like aid off, royal holiday
    Hillel fucking kay off, and I don't take a fucking day off...

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    Cincinnati c hat, boston b hat, them is me hats to the philadelphia p hats
    Believe that; bring it to the hood so you can see that
    Dumb ass niggas like game, where the keys at?
    Automatic start, nigga where the trees at?
    Red boned bitch like alisha, where the keys at?
    Freeze that, like a fucking picture
    If you ain't a blood I ain't fucking with ya na I'm just fucking with ya
    Stay on my hood shit, hop in the bucket with ya
    Throw the ski masks on and get to straight fucking with ya
    Ain't that some shit, that bustards sick
    You wanna know how I'm livin' nigga ask your bitch
    Told you precisely how to ask and sit, and she a nasty bitch
    I came in her mouth ask her lips, you know why?
    Cause I had to go past them lips, crip
    You probably paid for those ass and tits for...

    Fuck with the blood clock, smile for my mug shot
    Can't go out like em but I love big, I love pac
    Love fab, love kiss that's where the love stops
    Cause I sleep with the enemy and I hug blocks
    Birthed me in the drug spot, nigga with a attitude
    Searching me is fuck cops, nigga pay your gratitude
    Before you say I'm acting ruth
    Understand I'm tryna feed my people
    Haiti just like compton the way I'm packing food
    But I will act a fool, put cheese on your head
    Motherfucker I will green bay packer you
    Have a whole football team of niggas after you
    Like the punt turn, when will you fucking learn
    Now take your ass back to school
    Wait till 3-o-clock click clack at you
    And fuck with your conscience like back packers do
    And I ain't talib, black though or mos def
    But I've seen the most deaths
    And nigga I'm just telling you

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    Composición: The Game, Boi 1 Da, Christopher Green, Breeze Luu y Alejandro Ortiz Rodriguez

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