(Demon Voice) 

New Jersey Devil 



(the game) 

Yeah muthafuckers 

It's the muthafuckin Game 

gu, gu,...gu,gu,gu,gu, G-Unit 



I got a hundred guns and a hundred clips 

Nigga I'm in New York (New York) 

Wit a hundred Bloods and a hundred Crips, 

Whenever I'm in New York (New York) 

I got a hundred guns and a hundred clips Nigga, I'm in New York (New York) 

Ride wit a hundred Bloods and a hundred Crips 

Whenever I'm in New York (New York) 



Everybody wanna know why he got beat 

'Cause in my dreams I talked to 'Pac and B.I.G. 

Got on the plane hopin that the NYC 

It's me behind these bars like Chi-Ali 

Niggaz want me to D-i-e 

Been there done that 

Woke up from a coma on 3 IV's 

Eyes on the thrown, somebody in my seat 

Fiddlin with rap like Miri Ben-ari 

I scoop up squares, drive thru the Bronx and get Jada on the phone 

My next stop is Yonkers 

After that its Harlem, why? 

'Cause im a certified gangsta 

And Jim Jones' throwin a Blood party 

Red bandanas from 93rd to 115th and Lennex 

It's the sequel to Menace 

Oh Lord he then went "Oh dog" 

Made 50's beef his and knocked 'em both off 



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New aftermath chain on, master bling 

Stones yellow and black he a Latin King 

Mela mak king ton efala se mon 

translation: I get money off ringtones 

King Blood, even though I used to sling drugs when i see snoop he tell me "Keep doin your thing cuz" 

I do it because I love it 

Do it for the niggaz that don't know the difference between 'Chuck Taylors' and chuckers 

I'm a gangsta tell Remi Martin I wanna fuck her 

Thats what I call a championship game out in ruckers 

Ja rule want beef, change the subject 

You ain't got no stars like the flag of the Dominican Republic 

After Angie's show I was fiendin to get a bus 

And catch a cab to Housten and ask any nigga hustlin 

I ain't got to live in New York all my life to know the A and D train go to Washington Heights 



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Left the VMA awards, went back to the hood 

Streets is talkin, Game got slapped by suge 

False, I was face to face wit him 

Media wanna criticize the game 

Like he had Ma$e wit him 

He a hood nigga that ain't ever try to snake niggaz 

Walk thru the 5 boroughs never had jake with him 

Bake it any way you want, ain't no cupcake in him 

Even Diddy know, I make the city glow 

Never had an album, never had his own video 

I was sellin crack while Ja was watchin 50 blow 

White tee shirt, converse and my dickies on 

Signed wit Dre recorded 150 songs 

Now the fuckin hip hop police hatin 

tryin to run me outta New York like Anthony Mason 

Nigga I'll come and erase you 

Only nigga from california 

That'll come from the tongue wit a race 



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