The Game

The Game - Amen lyrics

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There's a lot of sad people in the building, amen
Bad men got people killing, god damn
We gotta pray for our people children, amen
I tell you I done let that pussy out
So I can light them up just like a church, preach
You let them out he getting murked, preach
Who in prison gonn kill him first, preach
You gonna be riding in a hearse, oh preach
In that maserati to be, smoking on that u we
Try not to brag, but I keep the cash
Got 50 racks in my louie, got 40 more in my cuji
She riding round in my new me
So the fuck to feel my jury on
She mad about it bitch sue me
Yeah she blew me, that was last week
She call yesterday, I put her on her knees
And I let her pray, and I kicked her out
I gotta do me
Niggas always talking like they spit hard in the game
I done ... I done battlefield for no still sitting in 
my ranch
Playing battlefield with a bad bitch swerving in and 
out of them lanes
You don't like me you can kiss my ass, my pinky ring 
and my chain
I done so reckless, I done so hoes, I done so weed and 
cane
Got the game sold up, nigga hold up down south I'm 
wayne
Pitssburgh I'm with, new york I'm jay
Atl I'm andre, and in the mai a rose
Bitch pass the rose, I'm spazzing out, they ass is out
I'm cashing out kesha
Niggas gonna bring bad beemers
Resurrect round easter, get my check around real
Get my Rolls Royce ...renew my french bitch visa
And hit the church, preach
Nigga so good I got a curs, preach
I threw that Bentley in reverse, preach
Preach, I just wanna thank god
For all the pretty women he let into my life
All the benjamins he left me to count
Wealth, for my family
And let me ball with these niggas
Now it's a lot of bad bitches in the building (Ooh, 
Amen)
A couple real niggas in the building (Amen)
I'm finna kill niggas in the building (Amen)
I tell the waiter fifty bottles and she tell me say 
when
And I say church (Preach)
We make it light up like a church (Preach)
She wanna fuck and I say church (Preach)
Do Liv on Sunday like a church (Ahh, Preach)

Bottle after bottle, drink until I overdose
Pull up in the Phantom watch them bitches catch the 
holy ghost
Everytime I step up in the dealer I be goin' broke
Shorty wanna fuck me I say get on top and rollercoast
And I lay back, she go cray
Fuck me good, but she no stay
Murder on that pussy let her boyfriend get that DOA
Get it? And all I get is Frito Lay
Plus I'm on probation, when they test me I just pee 
Rozay
Cause last night, I went hard, Peach Ciroc, Patron and 
all
Thirty racks on Magnum bottles, I think I was born to 
ball
Lookin' like a million plus, fresh I'm out that corner 
store
Hater I be doin' me, you guys should be doin' y'all
I'm stackin' money to the ceiling
All this ice that's in my Rollie I be chillin'
And I just made a couple million
So I could take care of them children

Now it's a lot of bad bitches in the building (Ooh, 
Amen)
A couple real niggas in the building (Amen)
I'm finna kill niggas in the building (Amen)
I tell the waiter fifty bottles and she tell me say 
when
And I say church (Preach)
We make it light up like a church (Preach)
She wanna fuck and I say church (Preach)
Do Liv on Sunday like a church (Ahh, Preach)

Just bought my niggas some cane, so much it came with a 
plane
Bought my niggas some dope, so much it came with a boat
I just bought me a crib so big it came with a moat
For niggas jumpin' the fence I hope you niggas can 
float
And I just hope that I'm forgiven for carin' 'bout how 
they livin'
And loanin' a little money and keepin' 'em out of 
prison
I ain't lyin' in my verses I'm just telling you the 
basics
Of growin' up with your friends and becoming the one 
that made it, Yes lord!
All gold, man I got these bitches soul
Talkin' bout these other rappers getting old is even 
getting old
Worry 'bout your followers, you need to get your 
dollars up
Me and Meek, young niggas poppin' like our collars up
And good ain't good enough, and your hood ain't hood 
enough
Spend my whole life putting on, you spend your whole 
life putting up
Ain't no telling when I go, so there ain't shit that 
I'mma wait for
I'm the type to say a prayer, then go get what I just 
prayed for
Nigga, church

Now it's a lot of bad bitches in the building (Ooh, 
Amen)
A couple real niggas in the building (Amen)
I'm finna kill niggas in the building (Amen)
I tell the waiter fifty bottles and she tell me say 
when
And I say church (Preach)
We make it light up like a church (Preach)
She wanna fuck and I say church (Preach)
Do Liv on Sunday like a church (Ahh, Preach)

Lord forgive me for my sins, I'm just tryna win
And she a devil in that dress but if she knock I let 
her in
And if she knock I let her in
I had her up by 12 o clock, then 3 o clock she wet 
again
I'm screamin' "Oh Lord"
That pussy good, that pussy good
I'm tryin to hold on
I wish I could, you think I should?
She got that million dollar body
Shawty my Bugatti
And she said she got a man
We keep it secret illuminati
(Got Patron On deck)
And Ciroc all in my bottle
(Push it all on here)
She was on that Repressitol
(She take it all off)
And I take her off
And this bitch spinnin' like I hit the lotto

Now it's a lot of bad bitches in the building (Ooh, 
Amen)
A couple real niggas in the building (Amen)
I'm finna kill niggas in the building (Amen)
I tell the waiter fifty bottles and she tell me say 
when
And I say church (Preach)
We make it light up like a church (Preach)
She wanna fuck and I say church (Preach)
Do Liv on Sunday like a church (Ahh, Preach).
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