Gametime lyrics

by

Quelle Chris


[Verse 1]
Before a blunt I blow a newport like an appetiser
Grab a mic' and get vexed, blow your amplifiers
Can't find me in the hood without a kush stick
That's like Cornel West eating out a white b*tch
Rap's Robin trying to give to the poor
But these batty man Robin Givens
Never slipping on these b*tches I ain't tripping
(?) like a wack transmission
I saw the signs like the Ace of Base in it
Opened my eyes like I was surprised
I rep the D' with a whole lot of pride
And do that until the day that I die
Fashion that’s influenced by the skaters
SB's, Levi's, capital E's
White girls on me, and im'a take advantage

[Hook]
Dawg you got another square? Get the f*ck up out of here
It's game time, it's game time
Dawg you got another square? Get the f*ck up out of here
It's game time, it's game time

[Verse 2]
It's like that, you know it's like that
Number 10 white Jordans with the grey and black
When I attack they need more than a ice pack
If you come back and f*ck around and have an eye patch
This rap sh*t is more than my hobby
But iller than a convict who killed for one
Blowing blunts with my n*gga and we still ain't done
Smack any motherf*cker who says hustling's fun
Trying to chill from going nuts
Planning to get piff while listening to Donuts
(?) hold up, b*tch n*gga run it
Kick it in your stomach like you've got a baby in it
Why you so timid? I'm ready for action
Bumping Electric Relaxation what's happening?
What's with all the hating?
[Hook]
Dawg you got another square? Get the f*ck up out of here
It's game time, it's game time
Dawg you got another square? Get the f*ck up out of here
It's game time, it's game time
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