Change the Game - The Game,Ty Dolla $ign

[00:00.000] 作词 : Tyrone Griffin/Jayceon Terrell Taylor
[00:00.077] 作曲 : Tyrone Griffin/Jayceon Terrell Taylor
[00:00.154][Intro: The Game & Ty Dolla $ign]
[00:05.936]Relax your mind, let your conscience feel free
[00:07.732]You're now ****in' with Hit-Boy and G.A.M.E
[00:10.357]It's Dolla $ign in this mother****er (Dolla $ign)
[00:11.856]Wrist nigga, big tipper, quarter mil', my wrist, nigga
[00:15.607]It's the Numinati (Bitches), move your body (This is)
[00:18.107]The newest audy, gassin' on the shard, next to Snoop and Rowdy
[00:20.669](Niggas), movin' oppy, so we in the coupe with shottys
[00:23.231]And my nigga Ye just pulled up in two Bugattis
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[00:26.234][Verse 1: The Game]
[00:26.497]Don't ask me how, with these Hit-Boy classic sounds
[00:28.860]Put the Draco on my face, you can't back me down
[00:31.247]Soon as the bass drop, ass is bounced
[00:33.356]And bitches just like the blunts, they get passed around
[00:35.607]Give me the Chronic or the cookies, the woods gon' spark to it
[00:38.232]Niggas tryna ridе our wave, we bringin' the sharks to it
[00:40.795]Whеre my dawgs at? Glocks gon' bang in the dark to it
[00:43.357]Brought the Westside back, C-Walk'in the bop to it
[00:46.109]Game mode, 'bout to change my name to 3Pac, nigga
[00:48.483]I'm like three Pac's, steppin' in classic Reeboks, nigga
[00:50.515]We shoot 'til it's empty, then we box niggas
[00:53.107]It's like an R hangin' from your neck, when we Roc niggas
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[00:55.981][Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & The Game]
[00:55.981]Don't change the game for these hoes
[00:59.107](Change the game like we supposed)
[01:01.154]Ty Dolla in this bitch
[01:02.481]And we high, we ride in that Impala with the clips
[01:05.982]Don't change the game for these hoes
[01:09.014](Change the game like we supposed)
[01:11.372]Hurricane in the house, nigga
[01:13.731]Switch hitter, brick flipper, bitch getter, nigga
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[01:16.231][Verse 2: The Game]
[01:16.481]Still here, never left
[01:18.731]Bandana on my right, Nip tatted on my chest
[01:21.311]Feel the Hit-Boy drums when they drummin' on the west
[01:23.857]Chronic smoke in her lungs, got her rubbin' on her breasts
[01:26.482]What's next? Pourin' champagne on the roads
[01:30.264]'Bout to **** her in the rain, 'til her nipples get cold, uh-huh
[01:31.592]Numinati, put the ice on the go
[01:33.842]Got her livin' out the Birkin, 'cause my life on the road
[01:36.592]Whether in or out of town, I gotta floss the dezi
[01:38.842]Get shot, I tell the block, "All dogs go to heaven"
[01:41.592]I'm not gon' stop, them tops is gon' drop
[01:44.092]The opps is gon' rot, them guns is gon' pop
[01:47.342]Gettin' rich for twenty years, this is not your level
[01:49.092]Wanna show in the Hellcat, I just shot the devil
[01:51.592]Uh, Drillmatic up, and the bars comin' from Attica
[01:54.593]I stopped smoking weed and I'm goin' back to Africa
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[01:56.841][Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & The Game]
[01:57.092]Don't change the game for these hoes
[01:59.592](Change the game like we supposed)
[02:01.842]Ty Dolla in this bitch
[02:04.342]And we high, we ride in that Impala with the clips
[02:06.342]Don't change the game for these hoes
[02:09.405](Change the game like we supposed)
[02:12.000]Hurricane in the house, nigga
[02:14.654]Switch hitter, brick flipper, bitch getter, nigga