Get Dollaz The Game (Ft. Tyrese)

[Sample/Intro: Michael Jackson]
Can it be I stayed away too long?
Did I leave your mind when I was gone?
It's not my thing trying to get back
But this time, let me tell you where I'm at
You don't have to worry 'cause I'm coming
Back to where I should have always stayed

[Chorus: Tyrese & Game]
See I been around the world gettin' dollars
Black cards and porn stars, holla
Fuck him, you should be ridin' with me
And I'll probably put dick to your favorite chick, no
She know what's up, nigga jump in the V
Because I'm ballin', cause I'm ballin', ballin'
Hey yo nigga you ain't supposed to open them fuckin' shrimps with your hands, nigga, international nigga

[Verse 1: Game]
Mothafucka it's young Hoffa, the Don Dada
None hotter, red Polo fleece, Air Force 1's, Prada
'07, 600, Kit Robus
They can't rob us, approach the car, get shot up
Shoot back, bulletproof shit
The roof is transclusive, hop out the top shootin'
At your ball cap, fall back or get you all clapped
Five shots, Hecklor & Koch over them tall stacks
I bluff haters, pull quick, can't shake us
Like crap shooters in Vegas fallin' out for the paper
Nigga we don't stop, till all the Don bottles is popped
We tote Glocks andthrow back rocks, Patron shots
All niggas know not to infultrate my crew
We get money and fuck bitches better than you
I'm not Sean, I'm the top don, more like the top gun
Call Tom Cruise and tell him we got one