to the s to the t to the o to the muthefuckin p.. dat means im chillin.. Chorus Aa aa aa aa aa aa aa "I'm chillin" (x 8) Verse 3 Errbody no wen da game
to the S to the T to the O to the muthafuckin P That means I'm Chillin' I-I-I-I-I-I-I'm Chillin' [x8] [The Game:] Everybody know when The Game
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to the S to the T to the O to the muthafuckin P That means I'm Chillin' I-I-I-I-I-I-I'm Chillin' [x8] [The Game:] Everybody know when The Game in
sure Always the same All the time Every day Played my mind I can't keep wasting my time On your game No more, no more Wasting time Playing your game
this funny universe And what is worse I do not serve in fear of such a curse Shallow be thy game 2000 years look in the mirror You play the game of shame
for anybody askin' The game is over ain't no touch like you That makes me wanna touch like you Nobody ever could handle this like you For anybody askin' the game
on your side No matter where you go I will be there You always find my shoulder So don't cry, my golden child My golden child My golden child Golden child
'da next day they call the next day like "Maine I'm still rollin'" I'm like well im heading to the game you still rollin'? like let me know your destiny child
[Lucy] I feel your fingers- Cold on my shoulder- Your chilling touch, As it runs down my spine- Watching your eyes As they invade my soul- Forbidden
new crew 'Cause these guys just don't ride like my nigga, you too Tight jeans, funny haircuts, dancing on the screen It's about the real niggas in the game
so much, you could barely breathe when you with 'em? You meet, and neither one of you even know it hit 'em Got that warm fuzzy feeling, yeah, them chills
't stop 'Cause we can't stop Yeah, let me tell you something Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick I was on 1-2-5 and Saint Nich Chillin' with
you? Game is magnet, to everything platinum with my name attached, can you all do that? Think one thing when you read my name That Puff nigga, the game
the nigga with the Ruger The young Don, the heron mover You know my hustle, I bring the fo' pound to the tussle Motherfuck your pit with no muzzle So chill
break her heart, she'll walk out and leave ya I find a girl, I'ma keep her 'Cause now I'm gettin' money and the game gettin' deeper I want some real shit I need somebody I can chill
