The Game

The Game - Walkin In The Rain lyrics

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The Game:

L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,

Im walking in the rain

L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,

Im walking in the rain

L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,

Im walking in the rain

L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,

Im walking in the rain



thomas: 

(southside stand up) 

yo yo size 12 Converse throught the back door

and a Dodgers hat to me is what the Yankees is to Fat Joe 

Rim low khaki stayed creased up

It has been that way since B.street (what)

Hood niggaz need Ben Wallace to block shots 

but young East the beast will make the .45 pop lock

Do the snake on them 

I blow out his candles and spill the whole birthday cake on em

Aint nothing fake homey

this is classical music and I'm the Los Angelas Beethoven 

And the wait is over 

M.O.B is gonna bang cuz Game is the crack 

This aint ova



The Game:

L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,

Im walking in the rain

L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,

Im walking in the rain

L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,

Im walking in the rain

L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,

Im walking in the rain



Technic:

Sitting in a hoving tank

No shoe strings or belt 

Hit up The Game

Mayne I need all ya help

nigga I got teh toe jamz

cuz my nigga jt wrote this mayng

Out on bail

Soon as my Chucks hits the pavement 

Touch my bucks and leave the whole world in amazement

Courdroys creazed up 

Name on the back left

Throwing up the DC

Since niggaz want act deaf

Banging nothing but the .38 untill he back fresh

Dieing for nothing living for everything

On the blacktef

And its a mess

When the 44 hits ya brains 

Send a lil homie get ya chain

M.O.B.

Yeah fuck the clique ya claim

From N.Y.C. to C.P.T.

This L.B.C. 



The Game:

L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,

Im walking in the rain

L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,

Im walking in the rain

L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,

Im walking in the rain

L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,

Im walking in the rain



Eastwood: 

Blood in Blood out

Tell the Crips to stay locing

Them niggaz doing time in the pen remain focused

The WestCoast was sleeping

The Game woke him 

Its a hard knock live 

Yeah Word to Jay Hova

The flow is straight jolla

Fuck your payrolla 

This hennesy making it harder to stay sober

When from gray skies to pushing the grey Rover 

Hes pushin up flowers at the 38 foldem 

Like it or not I might pop back at the cops 

as long as i make it home before the album drops 

Yeah and its the gunnerman

Its the 500 grand 

And I dont want to talk what we did at Summerjam (damn)



The Game: 

Chi town this how we get down. 

ATL, MIA

I love New York but i rock my..



L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,

Im walking in the rain

L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,

Im walking in the rain

L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,

Im walking in the rain

L.A Dodgers cap, with my middlefinger up, in my khakis and chucks,

Im walking in the rain
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