Artist: The Game Album: The Documentary 2 Song: The Documentary 2 Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Intro/Interlude: scratched samples by DJ Premier] "The, the Doc, th-th, the Doc" "The, the, the Documentary" - "2!" "The-the-the-the Documentary" - "2!" "Damn it, I done did it again" "Game's still in Cali" "Game's still in Cali eatin off 'The Documentary'" "The Doc, the, the, Documentary" - "2!" "Damn it, I done did it again" [The Game] Yo what it do blood? [Chorus: The Game] Talk of the town Premo, Doc Dre, still holdin it down Aftermath, do the math, nigga you know the sound "Doc 2" thought you knew, still holdin the crown Yo what it do blood? Talk of the town Premo, Doc Dre, still holdin it down Aftermath, do the math, nigga you know the sound "Doc 2" thought you knew, still holdin the crown [The Game] Last ten been on ten Make it look easy, my pen been on Ren My niggaz been on kush, my bitches been on X King of California give a fuck who got next I'm right now, bump your gums and the ratchet'll shoot ya Send yo' ass +Back to the Future+ No DeLorean, Aventador and shit bumpin Future Whie your girl pullin on my hookah Money stretch like Karma Sutra, started with the roosters Then I start spittin clean, the money like a loofah 6'5", tall like a hooper Ball like a hooper, on the floor like a hooper So I must be Clay with the .38, Thompson with the Thompson Everything about me Compton I mean, everything about me Bompton I ain't never have shit, I grew up like Magic Johnson Yo what it do blood? [Chorus] [The Game] I taught myself how to spit from listenin to "It Was Written" My first bars wasn't dope but I had that in the kitchen Suge wouldn't listen, Irv wouldn't listen So I ran around with Diddy, Aftermath in the mission I would never ask another man for permission, I do me Fuck the Illuminati, I'd rather ride around in hoopties But now it's the Ghost, my gold D's is two-three's Still hop in the freestyle, kick it like two Bruce Lee's Cut open the noose leaves Foreign on the +Hill+ like it's Lauryn, smokin la-la like The Fugees Thinkin to myself, is it God or Lucy? Prada or Gucci? Poppin +Cris+, Rihanna, Karrueche Homie I ain't gotta gas, I'm so ahead of you fags The shit I spit off Premo tracks burn confederate flags Take the roof off roof, gimme Proof back, and 2Pac Westside, but you already knew that So what it do blood? [Chorus] [The Game] I've been rappin for twelve years, six months, sixteen days Now I'm a veteran, spit a 16 sixteen ways Sixteen in a clip, spit it sixteen ways I know six teens, pull up to a Sweet 16 and spray I'm like sixteen Jay's, but the B I can manage So every sweet sixteen is like Duke and Kansas You 'bout to, lose advantage, I will come through crews or bandits Bruise and damage, fuck your rules and manners I kick back, click-clack, bump the Wu in Phantoms Fuck rap, I only respect Ja Rule and Hammer Maybe the old Em, I'm +Slim+ and I'm +Shady+, maybe the old him Or Rakim, you niggaz keep bullshittin like Joe Kim You so him, I'm so not, you so bitch, I sold rock My fo'-fo's cocked, been a +Top Dawg+, I know Dot Back in '06 I pulled up, in that gold drop Five million sold livin in the dope spot Back when my first album was the [Chorus] [Interlude] "Check it out man. I go by the name of world famous DJ Clue, Desert Storm. Shoutout to my nigga Game. When I first came to the West Coast, and me and Game hit the studio up, and he rapped for me, I knew he had all the key ingredients, to become a legendary rapper." "Yeah it's DJ Envy from that Breakfast Club. I remember the first time hearing The Game. I just knew he was gon' be one of them niggaz, one of them legendary niggaz. That boy Game, he's a problem. I got my money on it." "Funk Flex baby! I dropped the bomb, on every one of them joints off 'The Documentary'!"