Heartbreak Hotel The Game (Ft. Diddy)

[Intro: Diddy]
Greetings! Greetings!
Welcome to The Heartbreak Hotel
[?] your troubles go and your mind be free
So open up that bottle of Cîroc
Lay back, light up one
And let's go, look

[Verse 1: The Game]
Everyday I wake up, I feel like killing somebody
Let the hollow tips party inside a nigga body
Like R. Kelly was on the organ, inside your organs, yeah
Make you a free man like Morgan
I'm a shooter, 12 blazin' like Portland
I came into this game like brandon Royce, scorchin'
Fresh Air Jordans, fresh Squice OJ
Bangin' tha OJ, X yellow like cockley
Mix a double [D] with ice cube and call it O'Shea
Revolver inside of my newspapper just like the old days
[?] sexy, okay, she must not now
I like my hoes like 70 [?] Broadway
While she lick her, while she lick me
My dick's be hard, It's [?]
[?] complementary
Just ring the bell, my niggas pitchin' [?]
My bitches don't kiss untill