4:20 - GAME

This how the game go, killas on the payroll
Moving when I say so, boy we gettin pesos
This how the game go, killas on the payroll
Moving when I say so, boy we gettin pesos
This, this how the game go, this, this how the game go
This how, this how the game go, kill kill killas on the payroll
This, this how the game go, this, this how the game go
This how, this how the game go, kill kill killas on the payroll
This mothafucka back again Four:20 gonna do this
The only way I know so listen up don't act so foolish
I'll take you in and show the ropes I'll treat you like a student
To learn some manners show respect and grow up to be prudent
Been in the game for years, boy I know how to hustle
I'll take the wheel and steer, and guide you out the struggle
Soon it will all be clear, we gone be making trouble
Put it in second gear, work hard and build some muscle
Till it's time to go, master the craft of the ryhme and flow
I shine like gold, you shine too but I got diamonds though
Your mind is slow, I think fast and I got lines to show
Now it's time to blow, in this rap game but I'm still grindin though
All you mothafuckas out here all just sound the same
Corny mothafuckas and your rhymes is hella plain
Popped so many pills we can't understand what you're sayin
Sold your soul and your asshole just for the fame
This how the game go, killas on the payroll
Moving when I say so, boy we gettin pesos
This how the game go, killas on the payroll
Moving when I say so, boy we gettin pesos
This, this how the game go, this, this how the game go
This how, this how the game go, kill kill killas on the payroll
This, this how the game go, this, this how the game go
This how, this how the game go, kill kill killas on the payroll
Don't make my killas hit your house and turn you to a number
You fired back back but you hit nothing like your Stevie Wonder
See it's Four:20 and I'm hotter than a Texas summer
Don't fuck around and make the coroner go call your mother
It's one sided boy it's bout to be a massacre
I murder thymes and every time you know I'm blastin first
You better pick the 6 that's carrying you in back of hurse
These slugs is hittin hard and blowing off your hat and shirt
A chain reaction I ain't stoppin till I'm on the top
I work I hustle I spit rhymes I'm always on the clock
I got the money and the honeys your bitch on the cock
I'm pushing albums while your single is still on the flop
I'll never take a break I'll never sleep until I'm dead
I'd rather be stacking on dollas and getting some head
I'd rather be ridin Impalas than die in the feds
I'd rather be smoking a blunt with my bitch in the bed
This how the game go, killas on the payroll
Moving when I say so, boy we gettin pesos
This how the game go, killas on the payroll
Moving when I say so, boy we gettin pesos
This, this how the game go, this, this how the game go
This how, this how the game go, kill kill killas on the payroll
This, this how the game go, this, this how the game go
This how, this how the game go, kill kill killas on the payroll

Written by:
Rocky Hernandez

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