Troublesome (Remastered|Explicit) - The Game
Real gangstas stand up
Hold they dick
B**ch niggaz sit down to piss
What type of ni**a is you
I'm the type to pack a gat or few
Pull out and pop
Simply cause I'm mad at you
Real gangstas stand up
Hold they dick
B**ch niggaz sit down to piss
What type of ni**a is you
I'm the type to pack a gat or few
Pull out and pop
Simply cause I'm mad at you
Y'all niggaz see me
When I'm come through
And ain't no denying
That them big motherf**kers
Is twenty five
Swaying in and out of white line
Six double oh
Deuce zeroes
I'm feeling like the streets is mine
Mines hustle
Mucho dinero heat's confined
See more fall guys
Than foreman Ali combined
If there's beef I'm releasing mine
And I won't stop busting 'til
Them escalade seats recline
The kid roll with a greasy nine
Come through and blast
I return shots like Arthur Ashe
You do the math ten shots
Ten dead bodies
Shut being sorry
It ain't nutting but a gangsta party
And I'll make sure ain't a ni**a surviving
Shoot up the ambulance
Make sure it ain't a ni**a
There to revive
Him and the game ain't trying to win
F**k the awards
So keep that little a** horn
And that Neil Armstrong ni**a
Real gangstas stand up
Hold they dick
B**ch niggaz sit down to piss
What type of ni**a is you
I'm the type to pack a gat or few
Pull out and pop
Simply cause I'm mad at you
Real gangstas stand up
Hold they dick
B**ch niggaz sit down to piss
What type of ni**a is you
I'm the type to pack a gat or few
Pull out and pop
Simply cause I'm mad at you
Trust me dog
Ain't sh*t you can put in your rap
That'll make you a gangsta
You a b**ch and that's
That niggaz thinking I retired my chuck
Put the gun back in the holsters
Cause I weave through traffic in a roaster
But that don't stop the heater from banging
Or me coming through
Dropping all y'all niggaz
With three in the chamber
Keep two mac10's when I'm rolling
One in the changer
One when I push the button's right
Next to the cup holder
Dog we can get this sh*t over
I got ten on the game
Let's say that lee Harvey crack ya brain
Ain't gotta look over my shoulder
I'm good with the aim
Good with the handle
And the bullet's good with the bloodstains
And the coroner's real good with that pickup
A1 good with the carpet cleaning
They can get the rest of that sh*t up
Cause I kill like the hiccups two at a time
Put you niggaz next to each other
How I do 'em in line
Real gangstas stand up
Hold they dick
B**ch niggaz sit down to piss
What type of ni**a is you
I'm the type to pack a gat or few
Pull out and pop
Simply cause I'm mad at you
Real gangstas stand up
Hold they dick
B**ch niggaz sit down to piss
What type of ni**a is you
I'm the type to pack a gat or few
Pull out and pop
Simply cause I'm mad at you
Come through in a big boy
Leave the b******t at home
If beef cook then I'm bringing the chrome
If I die then I'm leaving a clone
But if I live
Through the drama one mo' time
Then them boys gotta dig
When I think about who shot me
I listen to big
When I'm rhyming on the road
I listen to jig
Bump nas off that purple
Sitting on the block
And when I'm loading up them clips
I listen to 'PAC
A semi with me like Eddie Murphy
Got mo' guns
Than f a b o l o u s got jerseys
And you might get 'em all in the face
When sh*t get thick
Make the back
Of your head look like Jerome Kearsey
And ain't nutting to do a drive by
In the hood
We ain't even got survival
But I'm a still take that ride
Bet my drink on it
Bet my main squeeze mink on it
Think this sh*t a joke
Bet the s5 pink on it
Real gangstas stand up
Hold they dick
B**ch niggaz sit down to piss
What type of ni**a is you
I'm the type to pack a gat or few
Pull out and pop
Simply cause I'm mad at you
Real gangstas stand up
Hold they dick
B**ch niggaz sit down to piss
What type of ni**a is you
I'm the type to pack a gat or few
Pull out and pop
Simply cause I'm mad at you
