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The Game Lyrics 40 Ounce Love Lyrics

This is us
Impalas parked next to Bentley trucks
4 Bent supposed to be here I should dig em up
But since I cant we gon hold this Henny up
15 years of greatness
15 years of hatin
15 years of patience thats what I had to practice
So I aint end up back on that county jail mattress
F*ck all this rap shit
In Compton we in the dirt sticks on us like a cactus
Cincinnati on closin on the third strap
Gave two away to some fans this my third hat
Runnin this marathon Im on my third lap
Where my key to the city? Dont yall think I deserve that?
LA sheriffs left Ryan on the curb flat
37 shots so Im on 133rd strapped

40 ounce love
White Air Force Ones in the mud
Euro front end on the Cutlass like Whats up?
See my dead homie mama hop out and give her a hug
40 ounce love
Niggas gon ask so choose one Crip or Blood
Money fallin out your pocket while youre sellin drugs
Every drink of Olde English grab a cup Ill fill it up for you


You outta gas? Ill fill it up for you
You surrounded in the club? We pullin up for you
You went to jail? I took that money put it up for you
You still got your hand out like I aint did enough for you
You put on that snitch jacket and it stuck to you
On my life I love you but I cant f*ck with you
I gotta stick to the code
Never slip never fold stay rich til Im old
Love my kids on my soul
Both my baby mamas know if I go open the safe and give em all the gold
And my cousin Magic Cold he in the pen on his toes
How you talk them people into transferrin you to a level 4?
He got 20 months left that shit movin hella slow
20 blunts half a pound a day until they let him go
I give him 30 racks every time he touch the surface
Im startin to think this nigga goin to jail on purpose

Either way I gotta keep givin you 40 ounce love
White Air Force Ones in the mud
Euro front end on the Cutlass like Whats up?
See my dead homie mama hop out and give her a hug
40 ounce love
Niggas gon ask so choose one Crip or Blood
Money fallin out your pocket while youre sellin drugs
Every drink of Olde English grab a cup Ill fill it up for you

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