I’m On The Game (Ft. My Guy Mars)

[Chorus: My Guy Mars]
From the East to the West coast
You show me love wherever I go
One thing I know is
I'm getting dough, I'm on
Got them hoes coming, let's go
Shawty say I'm a pimp well I guess so
One thing I know is
I'm getting dough, I'm on

[Verse 1: The Game]
You niggas know who I is, what kind of car I drive
Killa California, the door's commiting suicide
Bitches ain't fucking with you unless you in the newest ride
You know me, 5 star nigga, do or die
I'm from the home of the scandalists
East west north south, niggas get lost in Los Angeles
We got the baddest bitches on the north campus
Nigga hopping off the transit, straight up inside a phantom
Stop at the liquor store, get a swisher hit the door
Then hit the hood, ay blood what they hitting for
Whole hood tatted up, bandana right side jeans coming out
Busters leave when it's nighttime
15s in the trunk hit me 'fore they see me come
Red 24s no need to ask where I'm from
Westside home of the purp even 12 year olds put in work
West coast got 'em bangin'