The Game

The Game - Heavy Artillery lyrics

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Pull up at the light time... you come
Nigger I shot alives, my music camouflage
My court killers at the center on my center... 
Torsion and extortion till we... a hundred
From the porches to the porsches with the y's on it
Get your twisted body fouls with them y's on it
I get my money smoking... like it's friday
I'm sitting sideways like I'm in my driveway.
My shit paying cakes, my shit 3

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Language: English

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