Mula lyrics

by

Dr. Dre


[Intro: Kanye West]
Let me know if you're feelin' lonely

[Verse 1: The Game]
'Cause ain't no real n*ggas out here
Ye what these n*ggas start hummin' out their mouth with?
Bunch of bullsh*t, weak ass albums
Bunch of lil' n*ggas tryna copy our style
When we originated this, whole motherf*ckin' album had hits
That's why we up in the Ritz
That's why I'm up in your b*tch, head honcho
Get you killed pronto, wearin' red now, El Segundo
Bail long as Alonzo Mourning
Kill a n*gga in his Monte Carlo like Alonzo
Sold records, sold crack, n*gga, recognize
For the record, I've been wreckin' sh*t since '05
No lie, J's on
Take these motherf*ckas off and throw the Ye's on
Rewind, J's on
Take these motherf*ckas off and throw the Ye's on
Yeezy, tell these n*ggas that they is slaves
Master want you on red carpet like yesterday
You a house n*gga, I'ma get away though
Come back kill master ass like Django
Most you n*ggas just rapping for the fame though
I start rapping to get the f*ck out this durango
What goes around comes around, how that saying go?
Doc*mentary 2, no 50, keep the change hoe
[Chorus: Kanye West & Sarah Barthel]
Feelin' lonely
Let me know if you're feelin' crazy
I guess all that stuff they told me
In my life was extra shady
I should've kept 'em waitin'
Say hello to the mula
I'm on top, no lie
Say hello to the mula
I'm on top, good night

[Verse 2: The Game & Kanye West]
Back like I never left, n*gga I'm on my second breath
And I got another track from Yeezy
How'd you do that? Like Eric Wright said Eazy
Pull up in my cool whip, I don't give a f*ck about it
Leave it at the valet, I ain't f*cked up about it
I'll call an Uber, n*gga, I'll f*ckin' shoot a n*gga
I got a white b*tch that blow like a tuba, n*gga
I just got a new crib, I just got a new Wraith
I just got cooler than LL Cool J
I just got a new gun, squeeze it like some toothpaste
I, I, (aghhhhk)
Spit in the face of a coward
sh*t on anybody ever try to take ours
Ye why that n*gga's face so sour?
Cause that slick mouth got him wet up like a shower
Now what you know about power?
What you know about dreams?
What you know about freestylin' versus each other
Shelter outside of Nike Town without a dollar in your jeans
[Chorus: Kanye West & Sarah Barthel]
Feelin' lonely
Let me know if you're feelin' crazy
I guess all that stuff they told me
In my life was extra shady
I should've kept 'em waitin'
Say hello to the mula
I'm on top, no lie
Say hello to the mula
I'm on top, good night

[Outro]
[Felicia]
Chuck! Chuck! Chuck! n*gga I know you see me!
[The Game]
Felicia what the f*ck you want?
[Felicia]
Ooh please can I borrow your car?
[The Game]
Borrow my car? b*tch are you stupid or somethin'?
[Felicia]
Well give me a quarter piece then
[The Game]
b*tch I don't sell crack no more
[Felicia]
Well give me some money or something I can take around your brother house and trade
[The Game]
I ain't got sh*t
[Felicia]
What about this iPod and them Dre Beats, you don't need that sh*t, don't you know that n*gga or somethin'?
[The Game]
So?
[Felicia]
Please, I'll suck your di*k for this sh*t
[The Game]
b*tch you can have this sh*t, I don't want my di*k sucked by no motherf*ckin' smoker
[Felicia]
Oh okay, thank you then. You know I would have sucked your di*k for it anyways with your fine ass
[The Game]
Felicia get the f*ck away from my car
[Felicia]
Okay, what is you listenin' to on this sh*t anyway?
[The Game]
b*tch press play
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