When I was fifteen old Straight game I was told I went from selling of the riders dank, ah (Riders dank, ah) Timin' ass think of slangin' (Think of griqua) Situation critical, phone home, phone on my digital, call phone
Ya seen a boatload of situations, for ghetto pass late ass registrations Boy, I you shit is pitiful, damn Vocally repentable, dead I try to away from artificial (Artificial) Plastic ass, pleather individuals (Plastic ass, ah)
Exercise yo' game 'Cuz things is changin' and yo game main Just use yo' brain main don't run the same
yo' game main Fertilize yo' grass, playa get cash Exercise yo' game But you gotta it last
One lone loco rides away the sunset but I ain't done yet Respect yourself and wear vest Keep your guard up 'cuz be hard up you hittin' dips better check yo' clips And watch the police and the and the Crips Anyway you choose, got ta pay your Keep one in the chamber the shoes always lose Rubber beat rubber heels any day
Put the in your jeans and get the holes out ya halo Or you can stay broke your homies is rollin' smokes And sippin' yak and smokin' dank and jokes, haha Pa-pap, pa-pap, fool you can have I worked too hard for mine to let you a dime No pain, no gain, no change yourself for battle, exercise yo' game
Exercise yo' main Make your money grow you be no hoe low Exercise yo' game Keep your works on tight to yo' stash stay right and
Exercise yo' game Fertilize grass, playa get yo' cash yo' game main Playa get your coins, be like Goines Have heart, have money, man, heart, have money man Ya
I got next you run with me homey (Yeap) Well, I don't need playas in the paint who do nuttin fo' me me, get down, nigga, we can make sumpim' happen (Right, yeah) I'm west coast, eastside east hood gangsta rappin' Niggaz say you want to be (Yeah) Well, let me warn you, I'm the kind of that's really hated
I'm X like Malcolm E-40, Coolio, and KAM, sprinkle game talcum You want to make money in the game, well, let me you How to do for self 'cuz ain't nobody do this for you Oh, you caught lint, if you waitin' on the mystery God 'Cuz ain't nobody gonna you shit, you gotsta get up, off yo' ass And put yourself in heaven on earth, before you And exercise yo' game, exercise yo' game,
game from a young ass, rollin' on the one way Foot to the gas got the mixed with hash Monday through and all in-between I fiend for my paper, my fed, and my Ain't no busters or no on my team or in my mattress call me the Pimp and you can call me the Rat Watch my hit the tracks it, ain't no lookin' back
I'm on a mission to put my fuckin' click on the map But these don't know the half Runnin' with riff raff but I got some for your bitch ass 'Cuz your game is than an anorexic I exercised my game I had my game perfected I the game on paper then I put the game on record You better check it nigga don't you every it
E X C E, R I S E, Y O G A, M E for 40 day Thevz in the house better yo' game yo' game
Have heart, have main, have heart, have money, man Exercise yo' main Make your money don't you be no hoe low Exercise yo' game your works on tight to make your stash stay right and
Exercise yo' main your grass, playa get that cash and Exercise yo' game But you gotta make it (Make it last)
All day e'ry E-40 and tha motherfuckin' right PMD Crowbar, 9 Uh, huh
40 That's time, motherfucka In ass Bugsy De Uh, huh We don't
My Kam We don't a motherfucka, we on hit, the Bay to L.A. Motherfucka All the way to Yo' game in situations
Niggaz dump all on my Clickalications, I'm Oh time motherfucka Sho' we do, don't let us in we breakin' in is what I do Yeah, E-40, Coolio, the 40 Thevz, my nigga Kam, Yeah, 9 in the house