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Judas’ Closet - The Game (Ft. Nipsey Hussle)
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Judas’ Closet - The Game (Ft. Nipsey Hussle)
[Intro: Nipsey Hussle]
Ay, they say be careful what you wish for
You might fuck around and get that shit

[Chorus: The Game, Nipsey Hussle & Both]
Feel like I sold my fucking soul
To the Devil for these palm trees and these 64s
Nip, feel like I sold my fucking soul
To the Devil for these palm trees and these 64s
Cedar, 6-0, wife beater, wrist froze
Platinum Jesus piece, nigga, mine all gold
Chuck, feel like I sold my fucking soul
To the Devil for these palm trees and these 64s

[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]
When you come from depression, tend to lust for possessions
Gotta make an impression, but you can't wait for your blessing
Model bitch strip naked, while I sip on this Texas
I'm pushing this German, Jesus piece on my necklace
These niggas gon' test you, and these bitches is reckless
And that money go fast, I hope you paying your taxes
All the questions they asking, all the cameras that's flashing
All the stress that come with it, it's like you hustling backwards
If you ain't breaking the bank, so we go hard everyday
In that sacrificial Lamb', it's just the part that you play
And you the first one in your fam' to have the heart to get paid
Had the smarts to switch lanes, had the guts to be brave
Now, and now you a star on the stage
But once they cut on them lights, no turning them off
That's part of the game
Wow, people caught up in your fame
And never will it be the same, this shit is expensive
The price that we pay, that's why I
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