paroles de chanson Why You Hate the Game - Game
I′m,
I'm
with
you
I′m,
I'm
with
you
To
everybody
who
knows
my
story
To
all
of
those
who
came
before
me
My
time
is
now,
I'm
gonna
do
it
all
over
again
Ain′t
nothin′
new,
ain't
′bout
to
change
I'm
still
gonna
do
it
my
way,
yeah,
I
still
remain
So
tell
me
why
you
hate
the
game?
So
tell
me
why
you
hate
the
game?
Y′all
know
what
it
is
The
streets
named
me
Illmatic
But
yet,
I'm
still
at
it,
yeah
haters
Felon,
fights
behind
me
on
the
intersection
***,
my
anthology
on
perfection
Dress
superb,
admired
by
conspirists
Who
wanna
try
me
but
ain′t
***
enough
to
***
me
up
Child
of
the
'80s,
y'all
***
is
lazy
Complainin′
′bout
labor
pains,
***,
show
me
the
baby
And
my
***
Game,
light
another
***,
pass
the
bottle
Pro-black,
I
don't
pick
cotton
out
aspirin
bottle
Yeah,
I
learned
my
lessons
and
heard
y′all
snitchin'
Witnessin′
you
rockin
wit
Narcs,
confirmed
my
suspicion
Green
fatigues
on,
my
***,
I'll
bleed
for
′em
I
can
show
'em
the
water
but
can't
make
′em
drink
it
And
I
can
show
them
my
fortunes
but
can′t
force
'em
to
think
rich
And
still
I
wanna
board
′em
Wonderin'
if
they
sink
quick
Ignore
the
ignorance,
I
rep
the
brilliance
of
Queensbridge
And
pray
the
Feds
let
Murder
Inc.
live
To
everybody
who
knows
my
story
To
all
of
those
who
came
before
me
My
time
is
now,
I′m
gonna
do
it
all
over
again
somehow
Ain't
nothin′
new,
ain't
'bout
to
change
I′m
still
gonna
do
it
my
way,
yeah,
I
still
remain
So
tell
me
why
you
hate
the
game?
Oh,
no,
no,
no,
I′m
stuck
here
with
Just
because
So
tell
me
why
you
hate
the
game?
I
don't
talk
about
my
***
I
Just
Blaze
Oh,
this
time,
I
do
it
better
just
because
′Pac
is
watchin',
B.I.G.
is
listenin′
While
Pun
talkin'
to
us,
Jam
Jay
still
spinnin′
To
every
***
listenin',
I
was
supposed
to
be
Amongst
kings,
my
mom
shouted
out
at
my
christenin'
And
while
you
still
listenin′,
Shyne
locked
in
a
manhole
And
Cam
got
***
inside
his
Lambo,
it′s
ample
Life
is
a
gamble,
15
years
old,
red
rag
around
my
head
My
sisters
used
to
laugh
and
call
me
Rambo
Seen
Eazy's
legacy
melt
away
like
a
candle
I
rekindled
the
flame,
Dre
created
The
Game
***
Wit
a
Attitude
from
the
cloth,
I
came
Young
homie
ate
his
way
up
from
the
bottom
of
the
food
chain
Keep
the
crown,
clown,
I
rock
a
L.A.
Dodger
fitted
Showed
my
***
at
Summer
Jam
but
New
York
was
down
wit
it
Now
the
ball′s
in
my
court,
never
dribble
out
of
bounds
wit
it
Behind
the
back
to
Nas,
he
alley
oop
to
Jigga
To
everybody
who
knows
my
story
To
all
of
those
who
came
before
me
My
time
is
now,
I'm
gonna
do
it
all
over
again
somehow
Ain′t
nothin'
new,
ain′t
'bout
to
change
I'm
still
gonna
do
it
my
way,
yeah,
I
still
remain
So
tell
me
why
you
hate
the
game?
Oh,
no,
no,
no,
I′m
stuck
here
with
Just
because
So
tell
me
why
you
hate
the
game?
Oh,
this
time,
I
do
it
better
just
because
Check
it,
me
and
Nasty
***
it′s
a
classic,
trust
me
How
he
gon'
pass
the
***
to
them
***
that
don′t
love
me
I'm
talkin′
***
that
never
wanted
to
see
me
on
top
Same
***
that
never
wanted
to
see
'The
Doctor′s
Advocate'
drop
Flop,
I
think
not,
I
***
you
rap
***
like
virgins
Dre
took
my
trainin'
wheels
off,
it′s
curtains
I
don′t
need
no
encore,
no
claps,
no
cheers
The
Game
ain't
over,
this
the
beginnin′
of
my
career
The
endin'
of
yours,
the
endin′
of
his
Like
Flavor
Flav's
clock,
I′m
back
to
handle
my
biz
***
it's
Game
time,
that
was
Dre's
favorite
line
Back
when
Proof
was
in
the
booth
and
I
recited
his
lines
And
I
still
think
about
my
***
from
time
to
time
Make
me
wanna
call
50
and
let
him
know
what′s
on
my
mind
But
I
just
hold
back
′cause
we
ain't
beefin′
like
that
He
ain't
B.I.G.
and
I
ain′t
'Pac
And
we
just
eatin′
off
rap,
one
love
To
everybody
who
knows
my
story
To
all
of
those
who
came
before
me
My
time
is
now,
I'm
gonna
do
it
all
over
again
somehow
Ain't
nothin′
new,
ain′t
'bout
to
change
I′m
still
gonna
do
it
my
way,
yeah,
I
still
remain
So
tell
me
why
you
hate
the
game?
Oh,
no,
no,
no,
I'm
stuck
here
with
Just
because
So
tell
me
why
you
hate
the
game?
Oh,
this
time,
I
do
it
better
just
because
It
ain′t
over,
ladies
and
gentleman
I
go
by
the
name
of
the
one
and
only,
Just
Blaze
I
got
a
couple
people
in
the
house
with
me
Usually
we
do
this
at
the
beginning
But
we
gon'
do
it
at
the
end
this
time
I
wanna
take
you
to
church
real
quick
So
I′ma
need
some
help,
I
need
some
people
up
I
need
1500
or
nothin'
up
here
wit
me
The
wonderfully
talented
Marsha
Ambrosia's
from
Floetry
Ah,
yeah
there
we
go
The
sun
is
shinin′
down
on
us
right
now
We
feelin′
real
good,
we
know
y'all
do
too
So
if
you
feelin′
good,
sing
along,
clap
along,
stomp
along
Catch
a
lil'
Holy
Ghost
And
if
you
ain′t
feelin'
good,
God
willin′
By
the
end
of
this
record,
He
gon'
change
all
that
Ayo,
Lorenz,
you
ready?
There
it
is,
pass
me
them
drumsticks
Alright
everybody,
please
join
in
Your
life
ain't
good,
you
can
get
it
right
Take
this
opportunity
to
do
so
And
I′ma
let
it
do
what
it
do
Rest
in
peace
to
Georgia
Elliott,
here
we
go
And
the
sun
shines
with
you
And
the
sun
shines
with
you
And
the
sun
shines
with
you
I
wanna
thank
everybody
for
comin′
out
God
bless,
one
love,
good
night
Or
good
day
if
you
on
the
other
side
of
the
globe
Yo,
Just,
we
on
the
move
with
this
***,
'Doctor′s
Advocate'
See
you
on
the
third
album,
hate
it
or
love
it
And
the
sun
shines
with
you
And
the
sun
shines
with
you
And
the
sun
shines
with
you
1 Intro to the Documentary
2 Westside Story
3 Dreams
4 Hate It or Love It
5 Higher
6 How We Do
7 Church for Thugs
8 Put You On the Game
9 Start from Scratch
10 The Documentary
11 Runnin'
12 No More Fun and Games
13 Lookin At You
14 Da Shit
15 Compton Compton
16 Remedy
17 Let's Ride
18 Too Much
19 Wouldn't Get Far
20 Scream On Em
21 One Night
22 Doctor's Advocate
23 Ol' English
24 California Vacation
25 Bang
26 Around the World
27 Why You Hate the Game
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