100 – The Game feat Drake
(Johnny Juliano)
(Cardo got ranks)
Real n_gga sh_t
Other night at your crib
It was like me, Black, 40, OB
We just sittin’ there talkin’ ’bout life
Play some beats, but I forgot to tell you one thing
N_ggas called me to set you up
Want me to come and wet you up
Cause you were out of town
N_gga like Biggie heard about the sh_t with Diddy
So I came through to vest you up
And I got a vest for 40, a vest for Hush
A vest for every n_gga with an owl on his chest and what
I got LA unified, you’re better off committing suicide
Teachers ain’t testin’ us
See I know how it feel to be platinum plus
N_ggas is jealous of you so they try to wrap you up
Tat you up, but it’s OVO blood money
N_gga catch these bullets like he catchin’ the bus
Dark fame is a mothaf_cka
Do a n_gga four favors, when you can’t do the fifth
How soon they forget?
Run up on you at your granny’s house
Leave you lyin’ like Fif’
How a n_gga supposed to love you n_ggas?
Heart beatin’ fast when I dap and when I hug you n_ggas
Drake told me not to trust you n_ggas
Your energy off, you’re finicky, I rush you n_ggas
Just walk around the crib like..
Why a n_gga can’t live? Get this money, f_ck these b_tches
Thinkin’ ’bout the beef like
We can pass these motherf_ckin’ straps like a physical
This my city, n_gga everybody know it
Ridin’ ’round town, just me and my four pounds
Tucked in my Tom Fords, hope I ain’t gotta show it
LA n_ggas be the craziest, these n_ggas do some shady sh_t
N_ggas’ll run up on your car, catch you off guard
Like the Lil Wayne and Baby sh_t
Yo 40 I’m f_cked up
[Drake:]
Y’all better not come to my studio wit’ that fake sh_t
Y’all better not come to my funeral wit’ that fake sh_t
Y’all better off realizing there’s nothin’ that y’all could do wit’ me
All I ever ask is keep it 8 more than 92 with me, 100, yeah, 100
All I ever ask is 100, yeah, 100
All I ever ask is 100
[Drake:]
Thank me later, thanks for nothin’
Thanks for bluffin’
Thank you so, so much for wearing your true colors to every single f_ckin’ function
Had n_ggas tell me to my face how we were family
And how they love me while they was skimmin’ off the budget
Now, when I see ’em, they the ones that’s actin’ funny
People been reachin’ out to me
And I’m on some straight unresponsive sh_t
I would have so many friends
If I didn’t have money, respect and accomplishments
I would have so many friends
If I held back the truth and I just gave out compliments
I would have all of your fans if I didn’t go pop
And I stayed on some conscious sh_t
I would have so many more friends
If I lost my success and my confidence
I’m in the club every time that they play the competition
If they even play the competition and I seen the response they get
Nobody’s even hearin’ it on top of the pyramid
Might go to Jamaica, disappear again
My circle got so small that it’s a period, sayin’ to myself
[Drake:]
Y’all better not come to my studio wit’ that fake sh_t
Y’all better not come to my funeral wit’ that fake sh_t
Y’all better off realizing there’s nothin’ that y’all could do wit’ me
All I ever ask is keep it 8 more than 92 with me, 100, yeah, 100
All I ever ask is 100, yeah, 100
All I ever ask is 100
Miss 4 Cent, that was my real n_gga
Held a n_gga down since he was a lil’ n_gga
If he was still alive, he would kill n_ggas
He was Lil Snupe, I was Meek Mill, n_gga
Know how it feel when you’re missin’ your n_gga though
Can’t think so you roll up that indigo
Stressin’ while drivin’ down Figueroa
Blowin’ kush clouds until his ghost is in my Ghost
Make a real n_gga wanna give his life to God like, “Here it go”
Screamin’ Frog’s name at the clouds, they don’t hear me though
Guess they too busy with 2Pac and Biggie though
You n_ggas don’t feel me though
That was on Suge’s watch, I’ll take Suge’s watch
You dissin’ Drizzy, that’s cool but don’t come to my city though
Not even to H-Town
So underground that I gotta be a trill n_gga
Strapped up from the waist down
That’s word to Pimp C, J Prince is my real n_gga
Sh_t was so simple when Henchman was out
He had a young n_gga right there with me
So happy when Bleu Davinci got out
We came up on these California streets
LA n_ggas be the craziest, these n_ggas do some shady sh_t
N_ggas’ll run up on your car, catch you off guard
Like the Lil Wayne and Baby sh_t
Got a n_gga confused, but why a n_gga gotta choose?
Don’t even matter dawg cause I’ma always be a real n_gga
Always be a real n_gga
I never learned how to be nothin’ but a real n_gga
[Drake:]
Y’all better not come to my studio wit’ that fake sh_t
Y’all better not come to my funeral wit’ that fake sh_t
Y’all better off realizing there’s nothin’ that y’all could do wit’ me
All I ever ask is keep it 8 more than 92 with me, 100, yeah, 100
All I ever ask is 100, yeah, 100
All I ever ask is 100
