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The Game - Brake Lights

feat. Busta Rhymes

[Busta Rhymes:]
My nigga Game
I remember when I first met the nigga!
Nigga hella-flamed up, flagging and all that
Nigga told me come through, Cedar Block
I did Compton and shit
I said if this was one of my niggas from New York this nigga be my nigga
Even though he's from the West Coast, he still my fuckin' nigga
Crazy Shit though is even though it seem like the homie be strugglin' between good and bad
At the end of the day, it always come from a genuine place
Luh that nigga

[Verse 1: Game]
I wake up in the morning to Ciroc and some pancakes
Give a fuck about a bar: bitch, this a mixtape!
Give a fuck about a car: bitch, this a Rover!
You're driving a mistake like me dissin Hova
But I don't give a fuck nigga, do it all again
Rule #1: never make a rap nigga friend
But I run up on a muthafuckin rap nigga's Benz
In Miami feeling like Khaled: "All I do is win"
80 thousand on the bracelet, watch got a facelift
Driving through the hood in this muthafuckin' spaceship
Feeling like the first man on the moon
Drape in all black, Whole club full of goons
Pumpin bottles til them pretty hoes move
Tonight I'm fuckin' with bitches with scars and bullet wounds
Live in that Ferrari, sleep in it like a tomb
Soo woo straight up by my mama, woo nigga

[Hook:]
I'm in all red like my breaklights
In the kitchen on the stove
Tryna get my cake right
I work late nights, graveyard shift
Nigga gotta keep it trill
I'm blessed like the angel on Rolls Phantom grill
Don't make me hit my breaklights
It's a cold world, but it don't taste right
Gotta get it baked right
Eyes in the rearview
So I could see clear through the haters

[Verse 2: Game]
Cradle to the grave nigga, do it hard body
But I never fuck wid a bitch wid a hard body
Soft as a peach, life is a beach
And I'm in Venice layin' on the bleach white sheets
With a dime-piece staring at my timepiece: what it say?
By 6 o clock we be chillin at the Mandolay, Nice
Chandon on the ice
Swimming in this fuckin' money by a hatin' nigga life
Ask about mine, nigga, I reply twice
Bitches run around muh house, 3 blind mice
Get lost in this muthafucka
But I never get crossed in this muthafucka
Rottweilers at the door!
Dobermans by the pool, Dimes by the furnace
Live life like Capone cause a mutha fucka earned it
Paper planes wid dem hundred dolla bills
Spent a couple mill but still nigga, I'm [?]

[Hook:]
[?] in all red like my breaklights
In the kitchen on the stove
Tryna get my cake right
I work late nights, graveyard shift
Nigga gotta keep it trill
I'm blessed liek the angel on Rolls Phantom grill
Don't make me hit my breaklights
It's a cold world, but it don't taste right
Gotta get it baked right
Eyes in the rearview
So I could see clear through the haters

[Verse 3: Game]
One love to muh niggas, 2 claps for muh hoes
Buy a dime piece some clothes, well nigga, I suppose
I can get a Jimmy Choose, Don't mean I'm a do it
Went light skinned cause my first baby mama blew it
Now I'm stuntin' on dem hoes
What happened to the Buick?
Nigga turned rap star, God bless music
Now a nigga gettin' head whenever I choose it
Blues Brother's shoe's covered in that new Goose n'
Grew up on that Snoop shit
Gin got me woosy
Got me feeling sorry for my nigga Lil' Boosie
Turn up the fuckin' radio, bang a lil' Gucci
Get high as a hummingbird, and touch a little Gucci
Yeah, I'm a made man, bitch what you thought?
If I want an Aston, that fuckin' bitch bought
Tell my nigga AR "go open up the vault
And fuck what it costs, money talk nigga! "

[Hook:]
I'm in all red like my breaklights
In the kitchen on the stove
Tryna get my cake right
I work late nights, graveyard shift
Nigga gotta keep it trill
I'm blessed like the angel on Rolls Phantom grill
Don't make me hit my breaklights
It's a cold world, but it don't taste right
Gotta get it baked right
Eyes in the rearview
So I could see clear through the haters
I paint the whole town, same color as my brakelights

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