Lyrics From Adam - The Game feat. Lil Wayne
Here
we
go
again
Ten
years
later
You
know
what
man?
Uhm
(I
wanna
know)
Fuck
it
Ayo
C
Give
me
that
Jamison
and
that
pickle
juice
Thank
you
I
got
some
shit
on
my
mind
(I
wanna
know)
My
little
nigga
Frog
dead,
dog
They
shot
my
little
nigga
in
his
head,
dog
You
heard
what
the
fuck
I
just
said,
dog?
Walk
inside
my
closet
like
fuck
everything
red,
dog
If
you
seen
your
best
friend
stiff,
you
would
cry
too
Sometimes
I
don't
even
wanna
be
a
Piru
Then
I
think
about
it
like,
fuck
everything
blue
Who
killed
my
motherfuckin'
brother?
(I
wanna
know)
Who
killed
G
man
too?
The
shit
I
seen
men
do
If
I
told
you,
I'd
have
me
floating
in
cement
shoes
See
Compton
ain't
shit
really
And
I've
been
at
the
bottom
of
the
pits,
feel
me?
I
done
had
some
real
niggas
try
to
kill
me
Fake
niggas
in
my
crew
Crip
niggas
more
loyal
than
a
few
of
my
Piru
I
done
been
shot,
had
a
surgery
or
two
Above
the
rim
like
Pac,
I'm
like
birdie
at
the
troops
I
can't
lie,
every
time
I
see
Suge
my
heart
beat
Cause
I
don't
know
if
I
should
dap
him
or
let
the
hawk
speak
Wilmington
and
Brazil,
nigga
them
my
cross
streets
And
who
gon'
take
it
from
me?
They
think
they
know
me
But
they
do
not
know
me
Cause
I
do
not
know
me
Who
killed
my
homie?
I
wanna
know
names
Click-clack
explain
I
can
kill
you
but
ain't
nothing
gon'
change
But
I
might
do
it
anyway
You
gonna
die
any
way
I'm
gonna
die
any
way
We
can
go
any
day
It
can
be
any
day
But
for
you
Today
is
the
day
Today
is
the
day
I
was
playing
Madden
then
I
heard
a
knock
Everybody
know
I
got
shot
but
this
for
niggas
that
forgot
Sometimes
I
thank
God
that
I
got
set
up
When
you
shot
twice
in
the
chest,
it's
kinda
hard
to
keep
your
head
up
Suspect
one:
the
homies
never
came
to
see
me
Suspect
two:
Red
hid
my
gun
behind
the
TV
Suspect
three:
I
was
beefing
with
this
Crip
in
my
apartment
Shit
started
cause
we
fought
and
he
couldn't
see
me
There's
usually
ten
niggas
in
our
dope
spot
Cold
ass
night,
I'm
like
a
janitor
at
Wing
Stop
I
usually
play
Xbox
with
the
gun
cocked
I'm
cool
with
taking
mine,
but
I
took
other
niggas'
gunshots
Chest
wide
open,
I'm
tryna
fight,
but
my
lungs
not
Hole
in
my
chest
bout
the
size
of
a
Kumquat
I
know
who
shot
me
cause
I
shot
them
But
who
set
me
up?
I
ain't
tripping
but...
(I
wanna
know)
They
think
they
know
me
But
they
do
not
know
me
Cause
I
do
not
know
me
Who
killed
my
homie?
I
wanna
know
names
Click-clack
explain
I
can
kill
you
but
ain't
nothing
gonna
change
But
I
might
do
it
anyway
You
gonna
die
any
way
I'm
gonna
die
any
way
We
can
go
any
day
It
can
be
any
day
But
for
you
Today
is
the
day
Today
is
the
day
Let
me
tell
you
how
I
met
my
nigga
Whack
Shit,
he
ain't
always
have
a
nigga
back
When
I
met
him,
he
was
standing
behind
Suge
And
everything
is
all
good
when
you
banging
for
your
hood
Compton
That
nigga
Whack
got
my
number
and
came
through
Now
let
me
tell
you
the
type
of
shit
the
Game
do
He
walked
in
the
booth
where
I
was
spitting
Gave
him
ten
thousand,
couldn't
even
finish
his
fuckin'
sentence
I
ain't
owe
him
shit,
but
real
recognize
real
Now
we
like
two
red-nosed
Pits
Cross
him,
you
gotta
cross
me
And
don't
forget
about
where
my
nigga
AR
be
He
be
in
the
cut,
that
niggas
nuts,
don't
give
a
fuck
Love
his
nigga
Game
to
death,
and
he
mean
it
from
the
guts
Blow,
what's
up?
Which
one
of
you
dumb
mothafuckas
wanna
try
us?
(I
wanna
know)
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