(feat. Dope-E)



[Chorus: x2]

Gotta get out of the game, I gotta get out of the game

I gotta get out of the game of slangin' the caine

I gotta get out of the game, I gotta get out of the game

I gotta get out of slangin' muthafuckin' caine.



[Dope-E]

I try to get out, but I can't stop

i knock on wood and pray I don't get popped

Nigga livin' lifestyle, don't try to do me

tha cops made a bust so my dope I had to chew it

I almost blew it, damn dat was close

so I relocated to anotha post

I can't get caught, I've been in jail too many times

can't get legit jobs so I swing to get mines

I'm in it to win it, if ya gank me I get ya

and two weeks later they find ya floatin' in a bayou

Yo' family, they're cryin', awwh it's too bad

You've been laid in muddy water, eaten by crawdads

This posse found out it was me so now they're after me

a bunch of pussies, they offend to fuck wit me

Cuz then I'll have to shoot 'em, the splatter fleshes drama

do it mafia style and kill all these fuckin' mamas

King of the kingpins collectin' a payroll

You fuck me and I shoot ya, then cement ya ankles

Cuz I got a rep for takin' no shit, bitch

a serial killa some ya can't fuck wit

And hoes love a dopeman wit money

but all they get is this black pipe cause I ain't no dummy

They track a bro while he up and dis 'im when he down

That's why I cum in they ass, laugh and skip town

"No way cuz the game's here" so many dispute

Bitch get out my face, I'll pull yo' hair out by the roots

Yo' boyfriend owe me money, if ya love 'im betta tell it

I wants my muthafuckin' shit before I kill 'im!



[Chorus]



[Ganksta NIP]

Fuck gettin out, my reputation astound

if my money ain't legit, yo' mama's heart gets ripped out

Ya wanna gank me but ya ain't slick

"Come short one rock?", Oh man naw, ya fiend to die, bitch

It ain't funny, ya think I'm a ho?

.357 to yo' head, why U ain't laughin' no mo'?

Now it's too late, bitch look what ya did

now here's a  to yo' head,  for yo' grandkids

Cops try to control me

it takes 852 jail cells to hold me

Dis Nip? Oh, fuck I'ma dis ya

a Uzi in my hand, yo' family gon' miss ya

I ain't the one to be fucked wit

9mm holopoint cappin' yo' ass, bitch

That crooked cop, he must think that I'm soft

i might start by shootin' up his muthafuckin' house

Got a kilo in my trunk wit sum lead

Mac-10 infrared scope aimed at a cop's head

Niggaz geekin' and kidz geekin' too

"Just say no", Bitch fuck you!

The Godfather, I'm alwayz scopin'

got them bitches in my bed wit their pussy wide open

A nigga snitched, he fucked my connection

they found parts of his daddy's head in every direction

Here come the jump-out boys, let 'em jump out

I'll get the Uzi, Dope-E ya get the bomb out

And let's blast in the dark 

36 crooked cops just died in South Park.



[Chorus]



[Dope-E]

Creepin' down the street there wit no caine just the other day

there go that nigga who owe me money, I yell "Hey!"

He heard my voice so he bailed down the street

cuz he know his ass is fiend to get beat

Over the head wit a lead of a gun, teach 'im don't run

That's the way a nigga be slangin up in Houston

Hey yo, Nip, grab the pipe, get yo' back and a gat

 Watch his guts splat, fuck it and that's that

Keep my finga on a trigga steady watchin' my stash cash

gotta move fast cuz cops be watchin' my black ass

See I ain't got a pity over anotha brotha

I'll kill yo' bitch ass and I'm serious than a muthafucka.



[Ganksta NIP]

Dope! (Whatta?) Get the muthafuckin' scope

(Got it!) Don't stop shootin', the twenty niggaz crawl

Takin' no shit while I'm slangin'

gank me, they'll find yo' muthafuckin' lil' girl's throat hangin'

Drugs related killings, cops don't bother

16 die from the hands of the Godfather

Lettin' ya know I ain't down for braggin'

call 911, fuck it, call the meatwagon

You'll die fuckin' wit my dope

like that nigga they found dead bleedin' wit his neck broke

Slangin' caine ya can never fail

but me and Dope-E see yo' ass in hell, bitch!