HVN4AGNGSTA The Game (Ft. Master P)

[Intro: Master P]
What's up, Game?
Pour out a lil liquor, for Jevon Taylor
Lil Drako, and JoJo
My brother Kevin Miller, Hot Boy, Lil Fred
All the real niggas man
Y'all hold y'all head up
Is there a heaven for a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta?

[Verse 1: The Game]
Let my nigga C out
Hotbox the 7 'til the smoke start to seep out
Got on chains like a slave in the deep south
Could've been Michael Jordan but I took the Master P route
Had to take the street route, niggas know what we 'bout
Hard to snitch when the Glock knock your fucking teeth out
And I just voted for Obama, nigga
But I'd still shoot you in front ya mama, nigga
Word to Michelle, got stripes like Gazelles
Pour hot sauce in the devil food, strike a match in hell
Skip that yayo just to tip that scale
My favorite stripper drive a Maybach, I tip that well
Fish tail in the Phantom with a chick that's pale
White America's nightmare, rich black male
Used to work at Foot Locker, had to use my brother piss
I got the job, but he got hit with the fifth