What's Wrong Wit The Game Lyrics
| Song | What's Wrong Wit The Game |
| Artist | Rappin' 4-Tay |
| Album | 4 Tha Hard Way |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : E Forty, Rappin 4-Tay | |
| (feat. E-40) | |
| [Intro: Rappin' 4-Tay (E-40)] | |
| Uh, (you tell me) | |
| [Chorus: Rappin' 4-Tay, E-40] | |
| [Rappin' 4-Tay] | |
| Holler at a player though | |
| 40 Water, what's wrong wit the game though? | |
| I don't know | |
| [E-40] | |
| Holler at a player though | |
| 4-Tay, what's wrong wit the game though? | |
| I don't know | |
| [Verse 1: Rappin' 4-Tay] | |
| I keeps my distance from haters cause I'm quick to flash | |
| Area takes me with a passion, I tap that ass | |
| Be quick to blast, the game just ain't the same no more | |
| You doing too much, pump your brakes, slow your roll | |
| ****ing up the hustle with the streets and shit | |
| It's too much legal tender on my agenda to bite our fame | |
| But if you play me, I gots no choice to reach you in check | |
| They playing with a full deck, you can get the breakfast, say thanks | |
| [Verse 2: E-40] | |
| See I'm a business man with a set of big balls | |
| Marketing meetings and, uh, got Frisco | |
| Just ain't your work for a living (uh huh) | |
| They got hit, what the ****?, you think I been got shit?, it ain't easy | |
| Everyday now walk through the streets | |
| A nigga can't even sit down with his family | |
| And be straight and have a decent dinner | |
| Without a mother****er yelling, "Refalations" | |
| "What I got to do to get you in my compilations?" (compilations) | |
| So I study what I do, the shit for you for free (for free) | |
| I used to do that to a nigga when I was seventeen (uh, uh) | |
| [Chorus: Rappin' 4-Tay, E-40] | |
| [Verse 3: Rappin' 4-Tay] | |
| What's the world coming to when niggaz talk down for fun | |
| Some Rappin' 4-Tay you don't make me dumb | |
| Pop a cherry, we don't mean that much | |
| Cause if it don't make dollars I don't really give a **** | |
| Jocking all up under my name but you don't even know me | |
| Got me ****ed up and one of them suckers when they so called homies | |
| If that's the shit, better pause and magnum or Crip, they ready to paint us | |
| When niggaz go against the great 40 Water, what's wrong with the game? | |
| [Verse 4: E-40] | |
| I'm ten years hung in this shit, if I was up to heart | |
| My nigga got dick, her is his, by selling chicks in front of his car | |
| Got a crib with 9,000 square, Christine and Marsha, will you just imagine? | |
| Big ass improving for Maximus, big ass, let's fetch it | |
| I seen it in my dream when I was nine years old | |
| My Momma always told me to achieve my goal | |
| Keep a cool bid and, uh, respect a dollar | |
| Never get too greedy for the money and power | |
| [Chorus: E-40, Rappin' 4-Tay] | |
| [Verse 5: E-40] | |
| The reason I carry glocks, 26 on my side of my hip | |
| Cause I ain't dumping now (dumping now), thinking of now a days | |
| They act like you owe something (something) | |
| Talking about, "40, show me some love!, (show me some love!)" | |
| Because I got a, a despot im my blood | |
| Niggaz want to knock ME | |
| Cause I don't blossom like a sunflower SEED | |
| Surrounded by promises, you said that you keeps me smoking big WEED | |
| Drinking while sipping Ale (sipping Ale) yes INDEED | |
| Born and raised in Vallejo (eeehhhh!) | |
| [Verse 6: Rappin' 4-Tay] | |
| They claim they got solid rockets | |
| So all my true player partners, y'all just stay focused | |
| And watch them haters cause they plots on a daily basis | |
| Hustlers, servants, traders that caught so many dope cases | |
| And but I want the quickness if the G's is right | |
| If that game was tight, ballers had pimped at it, ain't no such thing as | |
| Three strikes | |
| No sense, our ****ing minds aren't, but I'm on parole and shit | |
| Niggaz get to running off at the mouth just like a snitch, some like a bitch | |
| Ehhh!, Ehhh! | |
| [Chorus: Rappin' 4-Tay, E-40] | |
| [Chorus: E-40, Rappin' 4-Tay] | |
| [Outro: E-40] | |
| What's wrong wit the game? | |
| Can't get caught off with the game | |
| Just get my chips and get paid | |
| Holler at a player though | |
| 4-Tay, what's wrong wit the game though? | |
| Holler at a player though | |
| Holler at a player though | |
| 4-Tay, what's wrong wit the game though? | |
| Huh? |
| zuo ci : E Forty, Rappin 4Tay | |
| feat. E40 | |
| Intro: Rappin' 4Tay E40 | |
| Uh, you tell me | |
| Chorus: Rappin' 4Tay, E40 | |
| Rappin' 4Tay | |
| Holler at a player though | |
| 40 Water, what' s wrong wit the game though? | |
| I don' t know | |
| E40 | |
| Holler at a player though | |
| 4Tay, what' s wrong wit the game though? | |
| I don' t know | |
| Verse 1: Rappin' 4Tay | |
| I keeps my distance from haters cause I' m quick to flash | |
| Area takes me with a passion, I tap that ass | |
| Be quick to blast, the game just ain' t the same no more | |
| You doing too much, pump your brakes, slow your roll | |
| ing up the hustle with the streets and shit | |
| It' s too much legal tender on my agenda to bite our fame | |
| But if you play me, I gots no choice to reach you in check | |
| They playing with a full deck, you can get the breakfast, say thanks | |
| Verse 2: E40 | |
| See I' m a business man with a set of big balls | |
| Marketing meetings and, uh, got Frisco | |
| Just ain' t your work for a living uh huh | |
| They got hit, what the ?, you think I been got shit?, it ain' t easy | |
| Everyday now walk through the streets | |
| A nigga can' t even sit down with his family | |
| And be straight and have a decent dinner | |
| Without a mother er yelling, " Refalations" | |
| " What I got to do to get you in my compilations?" compilations | |
| So I study what I do, the shit for you for free for free | |
| I used to do that to a nigga when I was seventeen uh, uh | |
| Chorus: Rappin' 4Tay, E40 | |
| Verse 3: Rappin' 4Tay | |
| What' s the world coming to when niggaz talk down for fun | |
| Some Rappin' 4Tay you don' t make me dumb | |
| Pop a cherry, we don' t mean that much | |
| Cause if it don' t make dollars I don' t really give a | |
| Jocking all up under my name but you don' t even know me | |
| Got me ed up and one of them suckers when they so called homies | |
| If that' s the shit, better pause and magnum or Crip, they ready to paint us | |
| When niggaz go against the great 40 Water, what' s wrong with the game? | |
| Verse 4: E40 | |
| I' m ten years hung in this shit, if I was up to heart | |
| My nigga got dick, her is his, by selling chicks in front of his car | |
| Got a crib with 9, 000 square, Christine and Marsha, will you just imagine? | |
| Big ass improving for Maximus, big ass, let' s fetch it | |
| I seen it in my dream when I was nine years old | |
| My Momma always told me to achieve my goal | |
| Keep a cool bid and, uh, respect a dollar | |
| Never get too greedy for the money and power | |
| Chorus: E40, Rappin' 4Tay | |
| Verse 5: E40 | |
| The reason I carry glocks, 26 on my side of my hip | |
| Cause I ain' t dumping now dumping now, thinking of now a days | |
| They act like you owe something something | |
| Talking about, " 40, show me some love!, show me some love!" | |
| Because I got a, a despot im my blood | |
| Niggaz want to knock ME | |
| Cause I don' t blossom like a sunflower SEED | |
| Surrounded by promises, you said that you keeps me smoking big WEED | |
| Drinking while sipping Ale sipping Ale yes INDEED | |
| Born and raised in Vallejo eeehhhh! | |
| Verse 6: Rappin' 4Tay | |
| They claim they got solid rockets | |
| So all my true player partners, y' all just stay focused | |
| And watch them haters cause they plots on a daily basis | |
| Hustlers, servants, traders that caught so many dope cases | |
| And but I want the quickness if the G' s is right | |
| If that game was tight, ballers had pimped at it, ain' t no such thing as | |
| Three strikes | |
| No sense, our ing minds aren' t, but I' m on parole and shit | |
| Niggaz get to running off at the mouth just like a snitch, some like a bitch | |
| Ehhh!, Ehhh! | |
| Chorus: Rappin' 4Tay, E40 | |
| Chorus: E40, Rappin' 4Tay | |
| Outro: E40 | |
| What' s wrong wit the game? | |
| Can' t get caught off with the game | |
| Just get my chips and get paid | |
| Holler at a player though | |
| 4Tay, what' s wrong wit the game though? | |
| Holler at a player though | |
| Holler at a player though | |
| 4Tay, what' s wrong wit the game though? | |
| Huh? |
| zuò cí : E Forty, Rappin 4Tay | |
| feat. E40 | |
| Intro: Rappin' 4Tay E40 | |
| Uh, you tell me | |
| Chorus: Rappin' 4Tay, E40 | |
| Rappin' 4Tay | |
| Holler at a player though | |
| 40 Water, what' s wrong wit the game though? | |
| I don' t know | |
| E40 | |
| Holler at a player though | |
| 4Tay, what' s wrong wit the game though? | |
| I don' t know | |
| Verse 1: Rappin' 4Tay | |
| I keeps my distance from haters cause I' m quick to flash | |
| Area takes me with a passion, I tap that ass | |
| Be quick to blast, the game just ain' t the same no more | |
| You doing too much, pump your brakes, slow your roll | |
| ing up the hustle with the streets and shit | |
| It' s too much legal tender on my agenda to bite our fame | |
| But if you play me, I gots no choice to reach you in check | |
| They playing with a full deck, you can get the breakfast, say thanks | |
| Verse 2: E40 | |
| See I' m a business man with a set of big balls | |
| Marketing meetings and, uh, got Frisco | |
| Just ain' t your work for a living uh huh | |
| They got hit, what the ?, you think I been got shit?, it ain' t easy | |
| Everyday now walk through the streets | |
| A nigga can' t even sit down with his family | |
| And be straight and have a decent dinner | |
| Without a mother er yelling, " Refalations" | |
| " What I got to do to get you in my compilations?" compilations | |
| So I study what I do, the shit for you for free for free | |
| I used to do that to a nigga when I was seventeen uh, uh | |
| Chorus: Rappin' 4Tay, E40 | |
| Verse 3: Rappin' 4Tay | |
| What' s the world coming to when niggaz talk down for fun | |
| Some Rappin' 4Tay you don' t make me dumb | |
| Pop a cherry, we don' t mean that much | |
| Cause if it don' t make dollars I don' t really give a | |
| Jocking all up under my name but you don' t even know me | |
| Got me ed up and one of them suckers when they so called homies | |
| If that' s the shit, better pause and magnum or Crip, they ready to paint us | |
| When niggaz go against the great 40 Water, what' s wrong with the game? | |
| Verse 4: E40 | |
| I' m ten years hung in this shit, if I was up to heart | |
| My nigga got dick, her is his, by selling chicks in front of his car | |
| Got a crib with 9, 000 square, Christine and Marsha, will you just imagine? | |
| Big ass improving for Maximus, big ass, let' s fetch it | |
| I seen it in my dream when I was nine years old | |
| My Momma always told me to achieve my goal | |
| Keep a cool bid and, uh, respect a dollar | |
| Never get too greedy for the money and power | |
| Chorus: E40, Rappin' 4Tay | |
| Verse 5: E40 | |
| The reason I carry glocks, 26 on my side of my hip | |
| Cause I ain' t dumping now dumping now, thinking of now a days | |
| They act like you owe something something | |
| Talking about, " 40, show me some love!, show me some love!" | |
| Because I got a, a despot im my blood | |
| Niggaz want to knock ME | |
| Cause I don' t blossom like a sunflower SEED | |
| Surrounded by promises, you said that you keeps me smoking big WEED | |
| Drinking while sipping Ale sipping Ale yes INDEED | |
| Born and raised in Vallejo eeehhhh! | |
| Verse 6: Rappin' 4Tay | |
| They claim they got solid rockets | |
| So all my true player partners, y' all just stay focused | |
| And watch them haters cause they plots on a daily basis | |
| Hustlers, servants, traders that caught so many dope cases | |
| And but I want the quickness if the G' s is right | |
| If that game was tight, ballers had pimped at it, ain' t no such thing as | |
| Three strikes | |
| No sense, our ing minds aren' t, but I' m on parole and shit | |
| Niggaz get to running off at the mouth just like a snitch, some like a bitch | |
| Ehhh!, Ehhh! | |
| Chorus: Rappin' 4Tay, E40 | |
| Chorus: E40, Rappin' 4Tay | |
| Outro: E40 | |
| What' s wrong wit the game? | |
| Can' t get caught off with the game | |
| Just get my chips and get paid | |
| Holler at a player though | |
| 4Tay, what' s wrong wit the game though? | |
| Holler at a player though | |
| Holler at a player though | |
| 4Tay, what' s wrong wit the game though? | |
| Huh? |
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