Da Game Been Good to Me lyrics

by

Too $hort


[Hook: Pimp C]
You lost yo' spot when you went pop
CD flopped, you ain't hot..
But the game been good to meeeee
(Hol' up, hol' up b*tch!)
You lost your cars, and yo' house
Now you sleep on yo' mama's couch
But the game been good to meeeee

[Verse 1: Pimp C]
UHH, first album went platinum, now you can't go gold
Made ya deal with the devil, but you sold yo' soul
You rent a lotta cars, rent a mansion and them hoes
You say you sold your Phantom, b*tch they took yo' Rolls
Get disrespected everywhere you go
Big bodyguards when you come for the shows
They already know you got sh*t on your name
n*gga, you a pus*y, they gon' take yo' chain
Take yo' piece, rings and watch
You play rich, boy you need to stop
I ain't dissin nobody, no particular name
Ya shoe fit n*gga, get the f*ck up out the game - lil' b*tch!

[Hook: Pimp C]
You lost yo' spot when you went pop
CD flopped, you ain't hot..
But the game been good to meeeee
(Hol' up, hol' up b*tch!)
You lost your cars, and yo' house
Now you sleep on yo' mama's couch
But the game been good to meeeee
(pus*y n*gguuuh..)
[Verse 2: Pimp C]
I'm a Down South MC, I'm cold on the mic
I say it how I feel and I do it how I like
I write what I see, what I do, and what I know
And keep it one hundred off top from the do'
Now whether at a show, in the booth, or on the street
No matter where I go and no matter who I meet
Everybody tryna tell me how they feel 'bout the South
On the cool, them haters need to shut they f*ckin mouth
Cause we grip grain, n*gga we pop trunk
We tote straps and we ready for the funk
Some n*ggas two-step, some n*ggas dance
Some n*ggas just ball wit' a bottle in they hands
Sell a couple ringtones n*ggas, that's bread
You hatin on paper get the f*ck up out yo' head
Worryin 'bout my cheese, getcha own stack
It's goin down in the South, you don't like it
Click clack, motherf*cker!

[Hook: Pimp C]
You lost yo' spot when you went pop
CD flopped, you ain't hot..
But the game been good to meeeee
(Hol' up, hol' up b*tch!)
You lost your cars, and yo' house
Now you sleep on yo' mama's couch
But the game been good to meeeee
(pus*y n*gguuuh..)
[Verse 3: Pimp C]
You got caught with that work on 10
Made a deal with the state to turn your foul partner in
But he took 15, befo' you could tell
He ain't witchu no mo' ho, you got twenty in a cell
I sent you a lawyer, you ain't listened that time
Ain't no appeal, but they dropped it to five?
Who you had to f*ck to give back that time?
Textin me from a cell phone - b*tch, yo lost YO' f*ckIN MIND?
How dare you tryna get me on conspiracy, Jack?
If the feds hit me, I'mma hit yo' ass back!
You fight witcho tounge, I send 'em killa
Transcript writer, I'll kill you n*gguuuh!

[Hook: Pimp C]
You lost yo' spot when you went pop
CD flopped, you ain't hot..
But the game been good to meeeee
(Hol' up, hol' up b*tch!)
You lost your cars, and yo' house
Now you sleep on yo' mama's couch
But the game been good to meeeee
(Smoke sum'hin, b*tch..)
Got caught with the sh*t, twenty years
Youse a snitch, you turned biiii-tch..
The game been good to meeeee
(Hol' up, b*tch!)
I took yo' ho, she's a pro
Bought me all, of yo' dough..
The game been good to meeeee
(pus*y n*gguuuh..)
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