Gangstas Ride The Game (Ft. Jaz-O)

[Intro: The Game]
The motherfucking Originator (haha)
Gangstas ride on
Gangstas ride on

[Verse 1: Jaz-O]
Worldwide Originator and I'm packin' a 4
Motherfucker going home no more
Not a thug but I put you in the rug with a couple of slugs
Turn your cabbage to coleslaw where the white chalk closed off
Friends turn enemies stolen identity, can't get rid of me
I watched the cocaine bubble up and kilo price double up
You got a problem with a Marcy nigga lock and load or knuckle up
What you know about 1976 a young nigga gettin' money
Playin' tripple up I'm the prototype, first one, king of the triplet
When I first did it Twista wasn't even in the business
Knew B.I.G. when he wasn't even in the business
Put the lil' nigga Jay-Z in the business
Got a motherfucker three-way 'till he shitless
My style's hostile, Jay's not the style

[Verse 2: The Game]
None of them niggas gone tough slick when the guns come out
Niggas see me in OG rollin' on goldies
Run in the house Paul Wall did ya grill open up let me see catch one in the mouth
Niggas snitch get ya wig split
Six in ya fitted forget it talk shit you better live it my nigga
I'm on the block 'till I get hit, ball like the Pistons
I'm ready to die that's why I pop big shit
10 months 5 platinum tracks subtract, take half of that
Bring it back now, like an ounce of crack
Then put it in a plastic back and call it Aftermath
I walk like a gangsta, talk like a gangsta
Impala with the Cherry-red paint