[Intro- The Game]
You niggas is soldiers man, fuckin toy soldiers
Yeah get in line cadet; atten-HUT!
Yayo you punk-ass bitch
I know you can't wait to get off house arrest nigga
So you can run the fuck outta New York, you faggot
[Hook]
Niggas tryin to play The Game, with 50 Cent, 50 Cent, 50 Cent
Why you tryin to play The Game, with 50 Cent, 50 Cent, 50 Cent
Can't play The Game with only 50 Cent, 50 Cent, 50 Cent
So why you tryin to play The Game with only 50 Cent
Come back when you got a couple dollars, holla
[Verse 1]
You gon' need more than 50 Cent to play this Game
Nigga hatin on me cause I'm doin my own thang
I'm ain't Lloyd Banks bitch I don't share your brain
I was in the fast lane before the G-Unit chain
You was hatin on Ja cause him and Irv went pop
Now yo' ass run around singin the "Candy Shop"
After "Westside Story," I took your fans
I seen it for myself, that bitch Olivia's a man
I got word from the wise, nigga you dead wrong
Stole the real 50's name and wouldn't pay for his headstone
Nigga got mad when "How We Do" start climbin
Actin like a bitch cause he "Got Rich and Stopped Tryin'"
Got niggas locked up, you a snitch in Queens
Told 'em Tut shot 'Pac then rated out Supreme
But on the rizzeal, I'm talkin about you and me
Toe to toe, five-oh-C-E-N-T, faggot
You niggas is soldiers man, fuckin toy soldiers
Yeah get in line cadet; atten-HUT!
Yayo you punk-ass bitch
I know you can't wait to get off house arrest nigga
So you can run the fuck outta New York, you faggot
[Hook]
Niggas tryin to play The Game, with 50 Cent, 50 Cent, 50 Cent
Why you tryin to play The Game, with 50 Cent, 50 Cent, 50 Cent
Can't play The Game with only 50 Cent, 50 Cent, 50 Cent
So why you tryin to play The Game with only 50 Cent
Come back when you got a couple dollars, holla
[Verse 1]
You gon' need more than 50 Cent to play this Game
Nigga hatin on me cause I'm doin my own thang
I'm ain't Lloyd Banks bitch I don't share your brain
I was in the fast lane before the G-Unit chain
You was hatin on Ja cause him and Irv went pop
Now yo' ass run around singin the "Candy Shop"
After "Westside Story," I took your fans
I seen it for myself, that bitch Olivia's a man
I got word from the wise, nigga you dead wrong
Stole the real 50's name and wouldn't pay for his headstone
Nigga got mad when "How We Do" start climbin
Actin like a bitch cause he "Got Rich and Stopped Tryin'"
Got niggas locked up, you a snitch in Queens
Told 'em Tut shot 'Pac then rated out Supreme
But on the rizzeal, I'm talkin about you and me
Toe to toe, five-oh-C-E-N-T, faggot
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