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td - game lyrics

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[hook: problem]
yo b-tches td, yo n-gg-s td
yo b-tches td, yo n-gg-s td
don’t make us turn it up on you n-gg-s right quick
don’t make me turn it up on you b-tches right quick
x2
yall n-gg-s turnt down

[verse 1: game]
they call me racked up shawty
aka mc in backpack shawty
louisiana all them n-gg-s say whodie
but i’m from killa cali where they f-ck with e-40

[verse 2: problem]
killas with me so they know i got the 40
and they ready to bust in case you p-ss-es get h-rny
so ready to play the game like a tourny
compton california and i wear it like a jordan

[verse 3: game]
the baby ain’t mine b-tch you on maury
chain like the r.o.c shawn corey
she don’t smoke weed she say the marijuana boring
but b-tches get sh-t for the game robert horry

[verse 4: problem]
i’m high as sh-t i ain’t with the metaphoring
baby i’m trynna f-ck that
lick it make it dribble like a baller with six left
it’s time to make a move like a rolex with six chicks

[hook]

[verse 5:game]
i’m f-cking b-tches i’m f-cking b-tches -like what-
i’m popping bottles i’m popping bottles -like what-
h-lla racks in my trues
and the p on my snap back stand for piru

[verse 6: problem]
bottle boys ho we ain’t no babies
4th of july g’s raising those pagers
legalized thugging bread like togo’s
go against mine ima snap like photos

[verse 7: game]
r.i.p lil frogg retired the polo
ghost got dust on it bring back the low low
n-gg-s running up on the game cause he’s solo
i’ll beat yo -ss like floyd did coto

[verse 8: problem]
n-gg-s talk swag i done bought more clothes than them
can’t talk b-tches i done f-cked more hoes than them
real with every quote can’t stand it with a podium
smashing coupe his bro to be in

[hook]

[verse 9: game]
free boosie
cause that’s what a n-gg- play when a n-gg- eat coochie

[verse 10: problem]
her man never wear it out like a box of free stussy
with two chocolate treats and roses no tootsie
bed with both of em crackin no footsie
sick with the d-ck gotta stan no tookie
imagine like she giving me the rookie
gone on sight like reese did roochy
i’m on

[verse 11: game]
carousi body all gucci
every n-gg- wanna eat that up raw sushi
fine china gold digger 49er
see me with nana the baddest b-tches at benihanas
commas lawyers for the drama
soon as you say “ima” n-gg-s h-t you with the llama
swimming in that spade you get ate up by piranhas
turn yo true religions into pajamas cause

[hook]

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