Face Of LA by The Game
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Song title Face Of LA
Artist The Game
the game
face of la
thought id leave you niggaz with a little somethin to play with
while i finish my fuckin album
everybody wanna know when the fuck my album comin out-wheneva the fuck i drop it-
wait-
here to breakdown
before i tell yall who i be i gotta say "proof-rip"-thats for em
the 40 ounce spillin
thats for him
i got the system in the bentley on blast for him
i go banannas like plastic timbs
and my lyrics go over niggaz heads like a new era brim
and i bang like a new era brim-translation
a brim is a blood
like me n mac 10
any nigga want the drama
ill reach for the mac 10
make ya fitted cap spin till it peeled back skin
easy baby
you dont want it
belive me baby yeah like jeezy
baby
la on my face
the logo from the dodger brim
im the face of la
you gon see a lota him
the niggaz behind me
you gon see a lot of them
enough niggaz to fill up every room in the romada inn
a&rs at the label
like "not again" every time we put a nigga out
game slaughta them
catch em out in the alley
what you gon do without ya man?
feel like im bishop
standin over radamans
you niggaz is bitches
throwin rocks then hide ya hands till i chew ya ass up like flinstones vitamins
i smell pussy somebody let the cats loose
im the drama king you think i found papoose
whos next to put on the rat suit? i fuck em doggy style
you can ask snoop
while i bump this mobb deep in this cadillac coupe
ha! ha!
naw i really like track number 2
so i put a 100 bars on it
you couldnt make my freestyle whack if you went and put cheko debarge on it
im so hard homie
i swear to god homie
50 cent has still bet his fuckin black card on me
be cool
cuzz when the heats drew
them hollow tipsll fuck up ya stomach
like sea food
my niggaz hungry-when they look at you
they see food
give it up
or i see you
in the icu with a bed
and some ivs too
nurse be teachin yo ass how to chew
fuck this rap shit nigga
i got a shoe-next color on the shelf is north carolina blue
im gettin married
she from north carolina too
but you wont catch me in that north carolina blue
if you see me in raleigh
just slidin through
throw ya rags in the air like north carolinians do
before you run up
think about what you tryina do
cuzz the 12 gauge eat niggaz up like pirahnna food
on my son i push ya head backwords cuzz i neva eva eva be the next dead rapper
id rather be alive pushin some 2008 shit
cuzz you gotta be dead in a box to be somebodys favorite
i aint sayin im bout to go where ma$e went
but you wont find me upside down on the pavement
im behind the desk
on some j shit
some niggaz dont want me to shine-can you say snitch?
blackwallstreet niggaz hop out n spray shit
ak spit
get that maybach a facelift
now back to the basics
my flow is so amazing if this was 88 and i could rap id weigh you out like aasics
wear you out like them ugly ass babe shits
funny ass jackets got the hood on some gay shit
them look like nikes with stars on em
face it the whole world blind
everybody on that ray shit
roll a blunt n get higha than a spaceship
touch the sky
nigga im on that kanye shit
back in the day
i used to bump jazzo
run up on you take ya money and ya skateboard
i was an asshole
now i blast 4
leave him on his grass swole
kickin n pushin like lupe fiasco
i got a jab like flo
even zab know
try to play the game get punched out like blast joe
hip hop cops on my dick
hit the ave slow
mad cuzz i get love in new york
like damashio
brooklyn niggaz say my flow nuts like pastaschio
see me in the 64 and wonder why the ass is low
i got them bricks in it
that real yayo
that tony montana drop the shit off to pedro
i buy guns by the tons
bullets by the caseload
we could find osama when i say so
i got niggaz flyin in from san deigo
thata smoke ya town n turn it into waco
come through
give ya whole hood a makeover
sit on ya block in a bulletproof range rova
make you fade to black
and i aint hova-think about that next time you say the game ova
outro-
you know i usually talk a lotta shit at the end of my muthafuckin freestyles
but aint nobody else left to beef with-won