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Viewing Lyrics for D-Game (Remix)(feat. 504 Boyz:

Artist:SILKK THE SHOCKER
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Album:Miscellaneous
Track:D-Game (Remix)(feat. 504 Boyz
 
Date Added:18/10/2007
Rating:not yet rated     
Views:4
 
Lyrics:[Chorus:]
What's up playa? You looking slick with that
Hundred G chain with the bracelet
to match
Check this out here whodi lay on the ground
For I show your clown ass how the
hot boys sound
They going click click blow, blow click click blow,
Click click blow,
blow click click blow
Click click blow, blow click click blow
Click click blow, blow
that's my style

[Verse 1:]
Popping wit terror take it straight to guns
Or we
could keep it corporate give up your block and run
Too much paper here to try and count my
ones
Over here cross me our hollow wall is young
For our haters on the streets tryin to
measure my blow
If you've seen the new whip know they add nine 0's
Now I'm up to 2
bricks, a seventy two 0's
If you counting by the whips than it's eight different flows

I'm heavy luva, with the diamonds and broads
Too heavy luva, with the cocaine and cars

And what I hop in, it's my option
To shift the mash quit tryin to get in the dash


[Chorus:]
What's up playa? You looking slick with that
Hundred G chain with the bracelet
to match
Check this out here whodi lay on the ground
For I show your clown ass how the
hot boys sound
They going click click blow, blow click click blow,
Click click blow,
blow click click blow
Click click blow, blow click click blow
Click click blow, blow
that's my style

[Verse 2:]
Now if it's on with the bricks and the bag BABY

You come short, I'm a bust your head BABY
They name a dope man whodi
Yeah that's me, I'm
out that 5-0-4 plus that C-P-3
Give me an ounce and I'ma flip it to a brick figga
You
got my scratch, if you snitching you a trick figga
Hit the pen, you probably gonna be a
misfigga
So here's a glock for your chest I mean your tits trigga

Imagine, all the
bricks in the projects smeared with cocaine
I be the richest young soldier in this rap game

All my money come in armor trucks
More cars, more houses, more freaks to pluck
You
wasn't work, when I was local playa
I'm worldwide, you haters can't take it you petrified

Then let me lose after I reveal thuggin with p
It's no limit till I die y'all can't get
with me

[Chorus:]
What's up playa? You looking slick with that
Hundred G
chain with the bracelet to match
Check this out here whodi lay on the ground
For I show
your clown ass how the hot boys sound
They going click click blow, blow click click blow,

Click click blow, blow click click blow
Click click blow, blow click click blow

Click click blow, blow that's my style

[Verse 3:]
I don't like violence but ha
that's no shy logic
Don't like material stuff either, but sho got a lot of it
Just to
make money off tha street na, I make it off the beat
Walk my rott off the leash right off the
beach
Talking shit I'ma big spinner so I don't really talk to much
Got guns, really big
ones, think rap softens us up
See I love my fans but I don't love them haters
I don't
really like the fame much dog
But I show love to paper uh-huh
I want something bigger
cause I love the dough
Niggas talk shit, Shaq's out
Leave them looking like Mugsy Bogues

Zoom Zoom, 1100's I still ride it slow
Not the type that's gonna floss
But I ain't
gonna hide it though
Learn the game from my big brother
C-E-O now, Made Man, Shocker
well..C-E-O sounds
We the type dog, go to sleep, wake up and ball
You know what's up
what us
Now what's up with y'all, uh-ha

[Chorus:]
What's up playa? You
looking slick with that
Hundred G chain with the bracelet to match
Check this out here
whodi lay on the ground
For I show your clown ass how the hot boys sound
They going
click click blow, blow click click blow,
Click click blow, blow click click blow
Click
click blow, blow click click blow
Click click blow, blow that's my style
 
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