Game - All I Know paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson All I Know - Game



All I know
Is this pain in this life and this struggle it chose me so
All I know
Is that I'm stuck on this road of success so I got to get mine
All I know
Is this pain in this life and this struggle it chose me so
All I know
All I know
Red Phantom, they say I look like Josh Smith from Atlanta
I do, hachoo, excuse you, that nigga look like me
He from the G.A., and I'm M easy, that's Game
I don't do what you niggas do, that's lame
I Soo Woo with my crew from the from the Burque gang
I Soo Woo with my crew from under Young Wayne
A walkin' motherfuckin' flame, livin' up to my brother's name
Rockin' that red shit, wasn't fuckin' with them other gangs
Amongst other things that wasn't fuckin' with me
Ain't your average motherfucker, I'm a motherfuckin' G
I got some shit on my chest that I want to get off
I got some shit for that vest that will knock that bullshit off
Money like made off, killing like aid off
Royal holiday, Hillel fucking Kay off
All I know
(And now I don't take a fucking day off)
Is this pain in this life and this struggle it troubles me so
All I know
Is that I'm stuck on this road of success so I got to get mine
All I know
Is this pain in this life and this struggle it troubles me so
All I know
(All I know)
Cincinnati C hat, Boston B hat
Them is me hats to the Philadelphia P hat
Believe that, bring it to the hood so you can see that
Dumb ass niggas like game, where the keys at?
Automatic start, nigga, where the trees at?
Red bone bitch like Alicia, where the Keys at?
Freeze that like a fucking picture
If you ain't a blood I ain't fucking with ya
Nah, I'm just fucking with ya
Stay on my hood shit, hop in the bucket with ya
Throw the ski masks on and get to straight fucking with ya
Ain't that some shit, that bastard's sick
You wanna know how I'm livin', nigga, ask your bitch
Told you precisely how to ask and sit
And she a nasty bitch, I came in her mouth, ask her lips
You know why 'cause I had to go past the lips
Trick, you probably paid for those ass and tits 'fore
All I know
Is this pain in this life and this struggle it troubles me so
All I know
Is that I'm stuck on this road to success so I got to get mine
All I know
Is this pain in this life and this struggle it troubles me so
All I know
(All I know)
Fuck with the blood clock, smile for my mug shot
Can't go out like 'em but I love Big, I love Pac
Love Fab, love Kiss, that's where the love stops
'Cause I sleep with the enemy and I hug blocks
Birthed me in the drug spot, nigga with a attitude
Search me and there's fuck cops, nigga, pay your gratitude
Before you say I'm acting Ruth
Understand I'm trying to feed my people
Haiti just like Compton, the way I'm packing food
But I will act a fool, put cheese on your head
Motherfucker, I will Green Bay Packer you
Have a whole football team, my niggas after you
Like the punk return, when will you fucking learn?
Now take your ass back to school
Wait till 3-o-clock, click clack at you
And fuck with your conscience like back packers do
And I ain't Talib, Black Thought or Mos Def
But I've seen the most deaths and nigga, I'm just telling you
All I know
All I know
All I know
All I know
All I know



Writer(s): Samuels Matthew Jehu, Taylor Jayceon Terrell, Green Christopher, Ortiz Alexis, Willis Kyle


Game - Live From Compton




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