The Game - Eazy (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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The Game - Eazy (en) Lyrics
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(He was once a thug from
around the way)
My life was never (Eazy)
Started in my Cutlass clutchin'
heat like it's an open oven
Puffin' chronic, Puff and Biggie
out the window, speaker subbin'
Run into the Crips, it
ain't no discussion
Bullet wounds drenched in Hennessy
and teaspoons of Robitussin
Head up faze, got a few
concussion, yeah
Compton's amazed, Dr. Dre percussion
God, please grant my nigga eternal
life, we need the beats
Aftermath wherе you fall
asleep, you do not eat
And my belly is full, gorilla
ridin' the bull
Banana clips in thе pool,
swan dive in Clase Azul
The opps, I'm on they ass, grandmama
whoopings in school
This Wilmington and Brazil where
niggas die in they jewels
Too many Problems, too many YGs
So many ties to dollar signs,
easy to end up on E
I got shot up like Columbine,
the Crips descended on me
Sign my name on the dotted line,
that was vengeance on beats
This is the way
There it is, there it was
Don't interrupt just because
It's no love
Shoulder shrug (Shrug)
How I ain't bring nothin' to the
table when I'm the table?
I'ma turn up the music,
wake up the neighbors
I'ma get that "Thug Life"
tatted 'cross the navel
This is how I am in real
life, not just on cable
"Mr. Narcissist," tell
me 'bout my arrogance
No more counselin', I don't
negotiate with therapists
God Ye, wanna let God in?
But tonight, I guess I'll
let my pride win
Cousin Dre sent me scriptures,
helped me see life better
Nigga, we havin' the best divorce ever
If we go to court, we'll
go to court together
Matter of fact, pick up your sis,
we'll go to Kourt's together
I watched four kids for
like five hours today
I wear these Yeezy boots everywhere,
even in the shower today
I got love for the nannies,
but real family is better
The cameras watch the kids, y'all
stop takin' the credit
Noncustodial dad, I bought
the house next door
What you think the point of
really bein' rich for?
When you give 'em everything,
they only want more
Boujee and unruly, y'all
need to do some chores
Rich-ass kids, this ain't
yo' mama house
Climb on your brother's shoulders,
get that Top Ramen out
God saved me from that crash
Just so I can beat Pete
Davidson's ass (Who?)
And my new bitch bad
I know Illuminati mad
This that Numinati, bitch
This that two Bugatti rich
This that "God did this"
Only God did this
Don't interrupt, just because
Ain't no love, shoulder shrug
Won't He do it? Yes, He does
Won't He do it?
This next one gon' be (Eazy)
(He was once a thug from
around the way, Eazy)
(He was, he was)
(He was once a, once a)
(Thug from a, thug from a,
from around the way)
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