Lyrics The Game Lord - Ice Cube
I
love
chrome
and
paint
Lookin'
for
some
motherfuckin'
corners
to
bank
West
coast
what
the
fuck
you
thank?
Everybody
here
off
weed
and
drank
(Everybody)
Before
you
check
my
rims
When
you
leave
the
parking
lot,
check
ya
limbs
You
better
check
ya
friends
And
see
if
ya
baby
momma
left
with
them
Blacks
and
Mexicans
Stop
all
that
bullshit
in
the
pen
Understand
that
is
us
verse
them
They
can
give
a
fuck
if
we
sink
or
swim
They
give
us
guns
and
drugs
Then
wonder
why
in
the
fuck
we
thugs
I
got
to
show
my
ass
To
thank
these
motherfuckers
for
my
past
In
South
Central,
Los
Angeles
Grand
mama
smoke
cannabis
Granddaughter
wanna
dance
and
shit
Her
own
momma
can't
stand
the
bitch
If
you
fuckin'
up,
pray
to
the
game
lord
Wanna
bust
a
nut?
Pray
to
the
game
lord
Nigga
get
ya
cup,
pray
to
the
game
lord
You
can
throw
it
up,
pray
to
the
game
lord
If
you
fuckin'
up,
pray
to
the
game
lord
Wanna
bust
a
nut?
Pray
to
the
game
lord
Nigga
get
ya
cup,
pray
to
the
game
lord
You
can
throw
it
up,
pray
to
the
game
lord
I
love
where
I'm
from
Hungry
ass
niggaz
better
get
you
some
Smart
ass
niggaz
play
dumb
Y'all
can't
fuck
with
the
city
I
run
If
I
snap
my
fingers
Better
curl
up
just
like
a
fetus
I
hope
you
know
Jesus
'Cause
if
you
don't,
boy
you
will
see
us
Where?
Up
in
your
house
Two
double
barrels
up
in
your
mouth
You
got
some
splainin'
to
do
And
don't
get
the
line
'cause
we
aiming
at
you
(Ooh)
It's
a
doggy
dog
world
baby
You
a
nut
and
I'ma
squirrel
baby
Can
I
get
ya
in
my
world
baby?
Can
ya
grease
my
Jeri
curl
baby?
Did
you
flip
yo'
wig
To
let
Michael
Jackson
baby
sit
yo'
kids?
That
nigga
old
as
hell
They
need
to
throw
the
motherfuckin'
momma
in
jail
Let
'em
know
If
you
fuckin'
up,
pray
to
the
game
lord
Wanna
bust
a
nut?
Pray
to
the
game
lord
Nigga
get
ya
cup,
pray
to
the
game
lord
You
can
throw
it
up,
pray
to
the
game
lord
If
you
fuckin'
up,
pray
to
the
game
lord
Wanna
bust
a
nut?
Pray
to
the
game
lord
Nigga
get
ya
cup,
pray
to
the
game
lord
You
can
throw
it
up,
pray
to
the
game
lord
Fuck
wit'
this
if
you
want
to
The
game
lord
will
punish
you
Punish
us
if
we
ain't
true
To
the
game
like
we
'pose
to
Fuck
wit'
this
if
you
want
to
The
game
lord
will
punish
you
Punish
us
if
we
ain't
true
To
the
game
like
we
'pose
to
I'm
the
game
lord,
y'all
come
now
Casanova
niggaz,
got
the
sun
down
Run
down
every
hoe
that
wanna
go
shoppin'
Get
they
kids,
take
'em
to
the
mall,
buy
'em
somethin'
Are
you
a
gentleman?
Big
bear
wit'
a
nigga
named
Gentle
Ben
Ladies,
he'll
be
yo'
friend
Wait
for
the
cable
guy
even
let
him
in
Not
me,
I
won't
flex
or
bend
Just
'cause
a
hoe
promise
me
some
trim
You
better
get
wit'
the
rest
of
them
'Cause
can't
none
of
y'all
even
fuck
wit'
Kim
Some
niggaz
was
born
wit'
hoe
in
'em
I
was
put
on
this
Earth
to
spit
ism
And
I
shall
return
like
it's
written
And
slay
all
the
suckers
who
be
sippin'
If
you
fuckin'
up,
pray
to
the
game
lord
Wanna
bust
a
nut?
Pray
to
the
game
lord
Nigga
get
ya
cup,
pray
to
the
game
lord
You
can
throw
it
up,
pray
to
the
game
lord
If
you
fuckin'
up,
pray
to
the
game
lord
Wanna
bust
a
nut?
Pray
to
the
game
lord
Nigga
get
ya
cup,
pray
to
the
game
lord
You
can
throw
it
up,
pray
to
the
game
lord
Pray
to
the
game
lord
Pray
to
the
game
lord
1 Dick Tease
2 Run
3 Spittin' Pollaseeds
4 Steal the Show
5 Steal the Show
6 Doin' What It 'Pose 2do
7 Two Decades Ago
8 2 Decades Ago (Insert)
9 Child Support
10 Dimes & Nicks (A Call from Mike Epps)
11 Dimes & Nicks (A Call From Mike Epps)
12 Smoke Some Weed
13 Why We Thugs
14 Definition of a West Coast G (intro)
15 Laugh Now, Cry Later
16 Stop Snitchin'
17 Chrome and Paint
18 Chrome & Paint
19 Chrome & Paint
20 Chrome & Paint
21 The Game Lord
22 The Game Lord
23 Click, Clack - Get Back!
24 Click, Clack - Get Back!
25 Growin' Up
26 Growin' Up
27 A History of Violence (Skit)
28 A History of Violence
29 A History of Violence
30 The Nigga Trapp
31 The N***a Trapp
32 The N***a Trap
33 The N***a Trap
34 Go to Church
35 Go to Church
36 Go to Church
37 Stop Snitchin'
38 Laugh Now, Cry Later
39 Doin' What It 'Pose 2Do
40 Why We Thugs
41 Smoke Some Weed
42 Child Support
43 You Gotta Lotta That
44 You Gotta Lotta That
45 Spittin' Pollaseeds
46 Spittin' Pollaseeds
47 Spittin' Pollaseeds
48 Holla @ Cha' Boy
49 Holla @ Cha' Boy
50 Pockets Stay Fat
51 Growin' Up (explicit version)
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