Red Light lyrics

by

Ray J


[Intro: The Game]
For a taste of your love, for a taste of your love
Just a little taste of your love and your life
I just want to be known as one of the greatest
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: The Game]
See my mother was a hustler, my father was a gambler
And that made me a scrambler
My grandmother named me game I'm not a amateur
Creep up on my phantom and, I might blam at ya
Hood n*ggas put your hammers up
A million thugs march picture that with a camera
Damn picture me Floyd Mayweather stamina
Riding with a stallion
Something cute with an Atlanta butt
I could go hammer but I'm not broke
Picture me getting a million dollars for every line I wrote
I'm dope, When Jay gon' do a song with me
I ain't dope I mean what the f*ck is wrong with me?
You act like my polo boxers is a thong you see
I beat on these rappers, hip-hop is Donkey Kong to me
And while we're talking about video games
I'm prestige on Call of Duty, press L2 and aim

[Chorus: The Game]
When we see you stop at the red light
And you got your guns on you, what you gon' do?
Game recognize game I will c*ck and aim
And ckk ckk, my n*ggas will ckk ckk
When you see me making it rain inside the club
And you mad n*gga what you gon do?
Game recognize game I will c*ck and aim
And ckk ckk, my n*ggas will ckk ckk
[Verse 2: The Game]
I'm not a game you n*ggas is so lame
My 40 is so aim I will ckk ckk ckk
And if your kids in the car I don't mind waiting
I got 2 sons, I'm not a daddy spending time hater
Got your license plates so you ain't hard to find later
And I got a movie premiere to do so so it'll be some time later
I know the sh*t coming out of my mouth make the crime grater
But when you the game sometimes you gotta remind haters
Got n*ggas that'll find haters
Take you to the L.A. zoo and feed your punk ass to nine 'gators
I'm an animal, cannibal, can I bust?
Here come LL, don't do it Game trust
This the n*gga that rip Moe Dee
He put the O in O.G
Jay a J but to win that you gotta show me
Matter fact, young Hov gotta show B
That you the greatest of all time
n*gga that's you and Ghost beef

[Chorus: The Game]
When we see you stop at the red light
And you got your guns on you, what you gon' do?
Game recognize game I will c*ck and aim
And ckk ckk, my n*ggas will ckk ckk
When you see me making it rain inside the club
And you mad n*gga what you gon do?
Game recognize game I will c*ck and aim
And ckk ckk, my n*ggas will ckk ckk
[Verse 3: The Game]
I got a couple rap homies and a lot of rap enemies
But ain't none of you rap motherf*ckers no kin to me
Barrel to your throat if you trait on I
Ever disrespect Snoop or, hate on Nas
I'm like the Ether in the ink pen
The Juice when you think Gin
I spit bars but n*gga, I never think pen'
I only think pen when, when my ass clinked in
And If I'm ever clinked in again let me sink in
I'm so Titanic Leonardo DiCaprio Da Vinci
Just painted the Mona Lisa
My paint brush empty like the mouths in the ghetto
I can see it, my new house just miles from the ghetto
Young black entrepreneur like Cosby and his Jello
Everybody watching Kobe, n*gga what about L.O.?
n*gga average 14.2 points a game, 10.6 rebounds
3.5 assists, 1 steal and a block
You silly NBA motherf*ckers won't even take notice
Man that's f*cked up n*gga
If that ain't an All-Star then what the f*ck is?

[Chorus: The Game]
When we see you stop at the red light
And you got your guns on you, what you gon' do?
Game recognize game I will c*ck and aim
And ckk ckk, my n*ggas will ckk ckk
When you see me making it rain inside the club
And you mad n*gga what you gon do?
Game recognize game I will c*ck and aim
And ckk ckk, my n*ggas will ckk ckk
[Outro: The Game]
Keep thinking I'm a motherf*cking game n*gga
I play solitaire with this hip-hop sh*t
Play by my motherf*cking self
Keep trying to play me like I'm a chessboard
Imma take your f*cking queen n*gga
And you know what you can do?
King me
It's so incredible, uhh
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