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Game (The) lyrics : "Infrared"

[Verse 1:]
Red Rose, white cellar
No body, no casket, just blood spillin'

I ain't a dead President but I love millions
They like "Game, where ya been? "
Yeh Blood chillin'

But not on no islands or no villa's
I've been lost in Compton with some drug dealers
I bought the Relapse loved it, hit the block hugged it

Em still spit crack the Aftermath oven is a mother$#&@er
But I ain't seen it in years
Still survive like ^!$$%s threw me off the first tier

Still the most gutta, spit the most butta
My album's got more game than ^!$$%s at the Rucker
Who said I'll never go Platinum, never drop a Phantom

I park my %#@! at every strip club in Atlanta
Peace to my ^!$$% T.I. for keeping a level head
^!$$%s I know flip after doing bids in the feds

So peace to C-Murder, come to my hood see murder
Ain't a street in my city that you ain't heard of
Bought up on the block, no love, black glocks, chrome slugs

And we all fit OJ's glove
And I'm a keep name droppin' long as my name poppin'
I mean long as the 'cane poppin'

All white knights, white Range, white pipes, crack in the concrete
Living the [?]
I switch cars like superhead switch stars

You know why, cause I'm a crook (*##$
$#&@ ya book (*##$
I live life like ain't no money on my books (*##$

I write the 16, you sing on the hook (*##$
Dickin' em out, foreign cars I'm whippin' em out
Been gang bangin' since the first Pippen's was out


[Hook:]
Me and my infra-red-red

Yeah that's right, my infra-red-red
All I need is my inferared-red
So $#&@ the gun as long as it's infrared-red


[Verse 2:]
Same colour as the big apple

It's for my New York ^!$$%s that's in the hood clappin'
I done been through Brooklyn, Queens, BX and Harlem
Only chase money, never chase the stardom

Back to the law, that's how I became a target
Respected in every hood, bullet proof regardless
My glock got no feelings, hollows leave you heartless

Retaliation like tryna swim in the shark pit
Will I ever go at Nas, hell no
Will I ever go at Jay, I don't know

Stay hittin em with pot shots
Ridin' round tryna figure out who got Pac shot
Cause that got BIG shot, ^!$$%'s try to take out LA like big shot

That's Chauncey Billups, for you ^!$$%s who don't understand it
You rap ^!$$%s like (*##$es, pitching underhanded
It's like throwin soft balls at Derek Jeter

I keep it hood, never put money in parking meters
Like the $#&@ the US government
I be on some over %#@!

28 inch rims rubber %#@!
Roll down the window $#&@ with this
Roll up the endo, $#&@ with this

Get it backward, yeah my %#@! that good
No more medical weed, back to chronic
No more Belvedere, Grey Goose and tonic

Keep a ^!$$% $#&@ed up with a mind state like
Don't get ya ^!$$% $#&@ed up, you know the crime rate up


[Hook:]
I hit a ^!$$% with the infra-red-red
Yeah that's right, the infra-red-red

All I need is the inferared-red
$#&@ the gun as long as it's infrared-red


[Verse 3:]
And I can pop a ^!$$% from a rooftop
Or hit 'em up close, let 'em know that I'm a $#&@ing killer
Like Ghost-face, no trace for the jakes
When it come to the base in the kitchen I'm a chef like Rae

Nas was like U-God, I'm like "nah you God", right next to Rza as I'm lighting up the swisha
Pourin' out this liquor for my ^!$$%s that was bigger than the ditches that they living
That was put in by the triggers, they some ^!$$%s with some cold hearts
And you wonder why I walk around like my soul long, black hoody on
Writin' music like Mozart, Denzel, John Travolta, I play both parts

Drive this raggedy $$# Bentely like it's a go-kart
Ain't been crazy since I learned how to throw dart
Run up on his mother$#&@ing car, you a dead man
Nah, don't sweat it like Lebron James headband
Empty out the clip on anybody but Redman

I Blackout and you can Blackout 2
But I got night vision on this mother$#&@in infra-red-red

[Hook:]
Yeah that's right, the infra-red-red

All I need is the inferared-red
$#&@ the gun as long as it's infrared-red

[Outro]
^!$$%s know what the $#&@ it is everytime we do this %#@!
We do this %#@! right, ^!$$%

Yeah, shout out to Redman for no reason at all
Cool n Dre them my ^!$$%s, my brothers
That's my family for life ^!$$%'s

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