Da Game Been Good To Me

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[Chorus: Pimp C singing]
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You lost yo' spot when you went pop
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CD flopped, you ain't hot...
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But the game been good to meeeee...
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(Hol' up, hol' up bitch!)
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You lost your cars, and yo' house
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Now you sleep on yo' mama's couch
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But the game been good to meeeee...

[Verse 1: Pimp C]
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UHH, first album went platinum, now 
you can't go gold
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Made ya deal with the devil, but 
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you sold yo' soul
You rent a lotta cars, rent a 
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mansion and them hoes
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You say you sold your Phantom, bitch
 they took yo' Rolls
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Get disrespected everywhere you go
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Big bodyguards when you come for 
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the shows
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They already know you got shit on 
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your name
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Nigga, you a pussy, they gon' take
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 yo' chain
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Take yo' piece, rings and watch
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You play rich, boy you need to stop
I ain't dissin nobody, no particular
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 name
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Ya shoe fit nigga, get the fuck up 
out the game - lil' BITCH!

[Chorus]
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You lost yo' spot when you went pop
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CD flopped, you ain't hot...
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But the game been good to meeeee...
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(Hol' up, hol' up bitch!)
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You lost your cars, and yo' house
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Now you sleep on yo' mama's couch
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But the game been good to meeeee...
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(Pussy nigguuuh...)

[Verse 2: Bun B]
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I'm a Down South MC, I'm cold on the
 mic
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I say it how I feel and I do it 
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how I like
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I write what I see, what I do, and
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 what I know
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And keep it one hundred off top from
 the do'
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Now whether at a show, in the booth,
 or on the street
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No matter where I go and no matter 
who I meet
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Everybody tryna tell me how they 
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feel 'bout the South
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On the cool, them haters need to 
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shut they fuckin mouth
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'Cause we grip grain, nigga we pop 
trunk
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We to' straps and we ready for the 
funk
Some niggaz two-step, some niggaz 
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dance
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Some niggaz just ball with' a bottle
 in they hands
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Sell a couple ringtones niggaz, 
that's bread
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You hatin on paper get that FUCK 
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up out yo' head
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Worryin 'bout my cheese, getcha own 
stack
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It's goin down in the South, you 
don't like it
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Click clack, motherfucker!

[Chorus]
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You lost yo' spot when you went pop
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CD flopped, you ain't hot...
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But the game been good to meeeee...
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(Hol' up, hol' up bitch!)
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You lost your cars, and yo' house
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Now you sleep on yo' mama's couch
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But the game been good to meeeee...
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(Pussy nigguuuh...)

[Verse 3: Pimp C]
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You got caught with that work on 10
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Made a deal with the state to turn 
your foul partner in
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But he took 15, befo' you could tell
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He ain't witchu no mo' hoe, you 
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got twenty in a cell
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I sent you a lawyer, you ain't 
listened that time
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Ain't no appeal, but they dropped it
 to five?
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Who you had to fuck to give back 
that time?
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Textin me from a cell phone - bitch,
 yo lost YO' FUCKIN E ND?
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How dare you tryna get me on 
conspiracy, Jack?
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If the feds hit me, I'm a hit yo' 
ass BACK!
You fight witcho tounge, I send 'em 
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killa
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Transcript writer, I'll kill you 
nigguuuh!

[Chorus]
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You lost yo' spot when you went pop
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CD flopped, you ain't hot...
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But the game been good to meeeee...
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(Hol' up, hol' up bitch!)
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You lost your cars, and yo' house
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Now you sleep on yo' mama's couch
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But the game been good to meeeee...
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(Smoke sum'hin, bitch...)

[Chorus 2: Pimp C singing]
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Got caught with the shit, twenty 
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years
Youse a snitch, you turned 
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biiii-tch...
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The game been good to meeeee...
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(Hol' up, bitch!)
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I took yo' hoe, she's a pro
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Bought me all, of yo' dough...
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The game been good to meeeee...
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(Pussy nigguuuh...)