The Game E-40

[Intro]
He looks like he's still in the game (The game)
(Rick Rock beats) (The game)

[Chorus]
The game (The game?)
The game (The game?)
The game (The game?)
The game (He looks like he's still in the game)
I don't do no sucka shit (I don't do no sucka shit)
I ain't hustlin' backwards (I ain't hustlin' backwards)
I don't do no sucka shit (I don't do no sucka shit)
I ain't hustlin' backwards (I ain't hustlin' backwards)
The game (The game?)
The game (He looks like he's still in the game)
The game (The game?)
The game (Oh, the game, the game, uh)
The game

[Verse 1: E-40]
Plush living, luxurious lifestyle
You bound to see me at Del Friscos or even Golden Corral, uh
Moon-ballin', no stallin' or hesitation
Ain't no cap or no boundaries to this bacon that I'm makin' (Yeah)
Big move, block tested and hood approved
Up out the stomach of the trench where it's smirkish and hella shrewd
Peon preventin', no sucka shit, I don't need it
When it come to gettin' yaper, my nigga, I'm undefeated
Spliff twistin', sippin' 'gnac with the homies
Reminiscin' and hopin' my past don't come back and haunt me
Baller blockin', ain't never threw any salt
'Cause that ain't in my genetics, that ain't the way I was taught
Custom-fitted, I stay with the fly apparel
Yuppered up with the yammer, gotta keep your eye on the sparrow
Fuck what you hollerin', you hella weak
The lion never loses sleep over the opinion of a sheep (Bitch)