Name Me King Lyrics by The Game

(Ft. Pusha T)

[Hook: Pusha T & The Game]
Open the pearly gates
Bright white lights Madonna
Angels lined up in my honor, ya’ honor
Name Me King (x2)
I took the crown, infiltrated their fortress
Kidnap the queen, rode away on white horses
Name Me King (x2)

[Verse 1: Game]
Brick by brick I built my fortress
My queen beautiful, lamborghini is gorgeous
Phantom in the courtyard, 400 horses
Growl make the tower fall, 911 Porsches
Number 9 Jordans pause the Air Forces
Kush clouds, blunts lit by Olympic torches
Gold bars melted and what returned Rolexes
Niggas got Breitlings to burn
Loyalty to earn
Royalty to who it may concern this is Los Angeles King Snapback
Sipping ‘tron out the Stanley cup, I don’t give a fuck
Drown them in the moat and let the bridge up
My son, my heir in Nike Airs
Named my little nigga King meaning you should bow at his feet before God intervene
Even when I was in front of triple beams
Stack paper to the ceiling, to the fiends I was king

[Hook: Pusha T & Game]
Open the pearly gates
Bright white lights Madonna
Angels lined up in my honor, ya’ honor
Name Me King (x2)
I took the crown, infiltrated their fortress
Kidnap the queen, rode away on white horses
Name Me King (x2)

[Verse 2: Pusha T]
Raise your glass for the last of the Kingpins
The crown in the Maserati grill is mingling
Rollies cross oceans like Frank out in England
The Gay Pride bezel rainbow like it’s spring again
Haah crack rock, crack rock nigga
My SC430 was a drop nigga
Go figure, this nigga play goldfish
My only pet was fish scale not a goldfish
My young baby sitter now my old bitch
Blowjobs cause what I sold made her nose itch (YEAGHHHHH!)
It’s the king being crowned, watch my predecessor fall like the sun going down (God!)
It’s sunset, this is Sun Tzu (War!)
He paved the way I brought a ton through (Whooo!)
Been on his heels like a gum shoe
He took the throne so I could run through (YEAGHHHHH!)

[Hook: Pusha T & Game]
Open the pearly gates
Bright white lights Madonna
Angels lined up in my honor, ya’ honor
Name Me King (x2)
I took the crown, infiltrated their fortress
Kidnap the queen, rode away on white horses
Name Me King (x2)

[Verse 3: Game]
Rose petals at my feet when I’m stepping out the Rolls
The royal penis is clean, Versace belt gold
Sweatin’ like a slave where them pies get sold
Accompanied by fourteen karats stold
Adjust the temperature let the heat rise up like Jesus shuttles worth in that glass jar
Blue flame glowing like a Avatar
Five more minutes says the silent gold hand going ’round on my Audemar
Angels in the wing, ass naked do your thing
Show me what that baking soda bring
Do it for your king
Every time I look up, they cook up
I be the master of them p’s I got the hook up
From New Orleans to Virginia
I told her stuff them pies in her Virginia
Never been caught, can’t be bought, she’s a winner
Flying south for the winter make it back home for dinner

[Hook: Pusha T & Game]
Open the pearly gates
Bright white lights Madonna
Angels lined up in my honor, ya’ honor
Name Me King (x2)
I took the crown, infiltrated their fortress
Kidnap the queen, rode away on white horses
Name Me King (x2)

Can’t Get Right Lyrics by The Game

(Ft. K. Roosevelt)

[Verse 1: Game]
I bought Ether, bought Takeover
Seein’ Jay and Nas on stage was hip-hop’s makeover
And that very day you knew niggas was born
Tyler the Creators, Drake, J. Coles, and Big Seans
Time for the world to pay homage
Bow to the rap Gods or them K’s vomit
Fuck you know about Dipset you little dipshit
If you ain’t fuck, then you ain’t get your dick wet
I see your little chain
I see your little dreads, tryin’ to be a Lil Wayne, shit
I used to wanna be a little Hov
Started with a little rock, got me a little stove
Made a little money, bought me a little rose
Paid cash money like I was from Hollygrove
Sold ten mill, everybody know my name now
Thinkin’ back, it’s a motherfuckin’ shame how
Biggie got killed and Pac got murked
Sometimes I gotta step in the church, cause I ain’t tryin’ to go to hell
As the blood spills from my pen
It’s time to confess my sins, cause I ain’t tryin’ to go to hell
I smoke weed, pop pills, but I’m thinkin’ it’s time for me to chill
Cause I ain’t tryin’ to go to hell
I’m triyin’ to get some head tonight, have a stripper in my bed tonight
But I ain’t tryin’ to go to hell

[Hook: K. Roosevelt]
Father forgive me, cause I ain’t perfect
No, no no no
Why is everything wrong?
Oh I can’t get it right, I always try to get it right

[Verse 2: Game]
Dre promised me records, I never got ’em
That’s why I had nightmares that a nigga shot him
For all my albums missed records
Felt he shitted on me for Kendrick, recorded diss records
And Kendrick, my nigga, put him on his first mixtape
I pop champagne when I heard he was with Dre
And I’m tellin’ y’all this true story cause I’m real
Dre, first time, hearing ’bout it, wonder how he feel
Cause I feel like shit severin’ the relationship
The only doctor I knew to make all of his patients rich
Snoop, Pac, Em, 50
Me, K. Dot, watch us do a 360
Plus The Documentary say we from penitentiaries
I ain’t trippin’, niggas been disloyal for centuries
Finally got the crown, this motherfucker meant for me
Funny how you do your top 5’s and don’t mention me
Fuck ’em all

[Hook]
Father forgive me, cause I ain’t perfect
No, no no no
Why is everything wrong?
Oh I can’t get it right, I always try to get it right

[Break: K. Roosevelt]
See I been spendin’ these late nights
Oo, girls I never seen gettin’
Constantly intoxicated
Only God could save me, yeah
With ’em by the sunrise
One day everyone dies
That’s the way the story goes
But now, I can’t feel my heart
But I just keep ridin’, ridin’
Feel so numb, numb, oh yeah

[Hook]
Father forgive me, cause I ain’t perfect
No, no no no
Why is everything wrong?
Oh I can’t get it right, I always try to get it right

Scared Now Lyrics by The Game

(Ft. Meek Mill)

[Hook]
Who the fuck scared now?
Look who the fuck there now
Had to hit him with the shotty nigga
Another dead fucking body nigga

Gansters, it’s just how we roll
Jesus Piece, and it’s out of gold
Versace polo and a pound of dro
Hop in that ghost, and it’s adios

Who the fuck scared now?
Who the fuck scared now?

[Verse 1]
Chased that nigga down, put him on worldstar
Bitch nigga got away, in his girl’s car
Put that pussy on the net like a pornstar
Another weenie with bread, he a corndog
Put 3 holes in his head, like a bowling ball
I’m out the gutter switching lanes in a stolen car
Fuck the feds, cause a nigga got a murder charge
Fuck it though, I made the cover of the murder dog
Dress up like the pizza man, load the desert eagle and
I don’t just hit ya team, I wet the whole bleachers. Damn
Specialize in the murder game
Documentary shit, back to Hurricane

Tell a nigga

[Hook]
Who the fuck scared now?
Look who the fuck there now
Had to hit him with the shotty nigga
Another dead fucking body nigga

Gansters, it’s just how we roll
Jesus Piece, and it’s out of gold
Versace polo and a pound of dro
Hop in that ghost, and it’s adios

Who the fuck scared now?
Who the fuck scared now?

[Verse 2]
I’m the most feared rap nigga
Like a Just Blaze beat, i’ll clap niggas
This ain’t a Just Blaze beat, this ain’t rap nigga
Voletta Wallace lost her son to a gat nigga
What if I told y’all I know who killed Biggie dog?
I ain’t no snitch but if I did it ain’t no Biggie dog
Cause that’s Biggie dog
All that’s coming out the mouth of the nigga you used to know as being 50’s dog
But I got tired of being 50’s dog
Had to break my chain and cut that nigga 50 off
Whole team celebrating, label on my d!ck hard
Interscope asking “would I take 50’s call”
Hello? Put up 10 mill for a real nigga
Drop this joint album and we’ll kill niggas

[Hook]
Who the fuck scared now?
Look who the fuck there now
Had to hit him with the shotty nigga
Another dead fucking body nigga

Gansters, it’s just how we roll
Jesus Piece, and it’s out of gold
Versace polo and a pound of dro
Hop in that ghost, and it’s adios

Who the fuck scared now?
Who the fuck scared now?

[Verse 3: Meek Mill]
Meek Milly
All these niggas claiming they OG, my young boy’s will murder them
Cold shooters, that 16, and they ain’t ever even hear of them
I slide through, I get a bird of them
And they drive through, and they serving them
These niggas talking that beef shit, I put bread on it, no burger bun
We walk up in this bitch like “what?”
Rollie on my wrist lights up
Told these niggas “can’t do it like us”
Ciroc boy, and I do it like Puff
With 100 bottles, 100 models
No twitter, we come to follow
Straight shots and no moscato
I fuck them hoes, don’t give a fuck bout em
Now tell me who’s scared now?
Shots fired, man down
Dead bodies get found
That chopper clip spits rounds
And real niggas get murdered
Top dogs get it first
He came to me in that benz, and he left from here in a herse
Woah!

[Hook]
Who the fuck scared now?
Look who the fuck there now
Had to hit him with the shotty nigga
Another dead fucking body nigga

Gansters, it’s just how we roll
Jesus Piece, and it’s out of gold
Versace polo and a pound of dro
Hop in that ghost, and it’s adios

Who the fuck scared now?
Who the fuck scared now?

Blood Diamonds Lyrics by The Game

[Verse 1: Game]
Jacob sold me my first couple pieces
I was killing niggas who misunderstood what diseased did
Spent half a mill on a Ferrari, I coulda leased it
Driving Scott Storch’s Bugatti ‘fore they released it
Drop The Documentary, rockin’ khakis with creases
Dope and hip hop, it resurfaced with some leeches
Ten times platinum, now I’m chillin’ where the beach is
Time to show the world what a motherfuckin’ beast is
Blanca, bullet proof cars in Sri Lanka
12 years old, on his shoulder, a rocket launcher
10 thousand miles away, there’s an owner of a corner store
A white man walks in, spit shinin’ his Audemar
While somewhere in Africa, Jo-Burg and Congo is goin’ to war
Rebels enslavin’ they own people, diggin’ water or
Get murdered ‘cus that choppa is a carnivore
He found one and stole it, now the village tryna find that boy

[Hook: Game]
Blood Diamonds
Look at Blood Diamonds
Blood Diamonds
Now take a look at Blood Diamonds
Blood Diamonds
Look at Blood Diamonds
Blood Diamonds
Now take a look at Blood Diamonds

[Verse 2: Game]
How you sellin’ the shit our people is diggin’ for
Diamonds, cotton, that belong to niggas though
LeBron and Durantula gave America a look at gold
And what you give us back, is another fucking liquor store
And we need blunts, so we walk in that motherfucker
Money in the safe, so we in that motherfucker
But you can’t forget the tape, tryna pin a motherfucker
DEA ain’t got a case, I’mma win that mothercuker
And it ain’t about the Chinese, dude, I eat Chinese food
Where you think Michael Jordan find these shoes
We robbin’ each other for ‘em, think I should hide these jewels
Run up on you in broad day with them Siamese 2’s
But nah, Mandela did 28 straight
Without a fucking complaint, put a afro on a saint
Put a wig on a judge, put a nigga in some chains
Over change, kill him, lethal injection inside his veins

[Hook]
Blood Diamonds
Look at Blood Diamonds
Blood Diamonds
Now take a look at Blood Diamonds
Blood Diamonds
Look at Blood Diamonds
Blood Diamonds
Now take a look at Blood Diamonds

[Verse 3: Game]
Brutus killed Ceasar
And Judas killed Jesus
John Wilkes Boothe killed Lincoln
And you thought he freed slaves, what the fuck was you thinkin’
Nigga fuck Lincoln
I’m rolling up kush in my Lincoln, now let it sink in
Rolled against Obama now you divin’ in the deep end
I’d rather take my chances at this water fountain drinkin’
Where the fuck is the loyalty, knock these niggas fuckin’ teeth in
In the hood singin’ like they Aubrey or The Weeknd
Pull that tile from under that door, and let it seep in
There’s a lot of shit I Don’t Like, so bring Chief Keef in
I don’t like these phony ass jewelers with that fake shit
Overcharging niggas an arm and leg just to make shit
And you wonder why we take shit, y’all put us on slaveships
That’s the reason we hate shit, rob my own niggas for them

[Hook]
Blood Diamonds
Look at Blood Diamonds
Blood Diamonds
Now take a look at Blood Diamonds
Blood Diamonds
Look at Blood Diamonds
Blood Diamonds
Now take a look at Blood Diamonds

All That (Lady) Lyrics by The Game

(Ft. Big Sean, Fabolous, Jeremih & Lil Wayne)

[Verse 1: Game]
You know I love you like cooked food, I’m a good dude
Let’s hit the Roscoe’s on Pico, I’m in a hood mood
I’m sittin here thinkin’ ’bout all the things I could do
So what you should do is
Play your position for Berkin bags, we poppin tags
Her shoe game sick, we drinkin Ace out of Red Bottles
True gang shit, fuck with me and youre famous
Kanye’d my bitch, now shes away from the nameless
Camera flashes from strangers, turn a Range to a manger
Jesus piece on the plate, yea my baby an angel
Fell straight up out of Heaven into what we into
Who knew wed grew into, whatever we into
Thats too much for your mental so we snapback that
Game on point like the stripes on my Gucc backpack
My ladybug, yea she cool like that
In them Trues, why you move like that

[Hook: Jeremih]
You know my lady always on
She know I need it so
She know she can get
All that, all that, all that, all that, all that
My lady got me going
I’m where she already knows
She knows she can get
All that, all that, all that

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Uh, you my lady
And that pussy feel like a haven
We can make babies, let’s be creative
She say leave them tricks alone but I’m a skater
I love her like her daddy, told her no man would
I got a lot of bad bitches, she the only one good
I got her flowers for nothing, she smiling and blushing
If I don’t answer my phone, then we probably fucking, ya
She love my tattoos
Ain’t got no room for her name but I’mma make room
She let her hair down, we have a stare down
She said “I’m glad you ate it, where my cap & gown?”
Told her “I can be your chauffeur,” d!ck like a limo
Multiple orgasms, thats my M.O
Redbone pretty
I kiss her from her titty to her clitty

[Hook: Jeremih]
You know my lady always on
She know I need it so
She know she can get
All that, all that, all that, all that, all that
My lady got me going
I’m where she already knows
She knows she can get
All that, all that, all that

[Verse 3: Big Sean]
Look, my girl’s sweet like my hotel floor
From where they ran through more keys than a hotel door
Indeed, give her the D now the whole hotel know
Feel like I’m looking down from Heaven screaming “Oh, Hell no!”
When you hop on top, girl, that’s what it feel like
She always had a player back like them field lights
And every time I left it ain’t feel right
Cheated on her and she stayed, that’s just real life
Cause it’s hard when you ain’t on the same coast
Burning bread in the club so all these girls want toast
Hoes try and wave but we aint on the same boat
They trying to sink everything that we made float
She told me ’bout her ex man, her old boy stories
And how she had a dildo, you know, toy stories
Don’t fuck her on her period, ain’t into horror stories
I take her to my favorite restaurant, she order for me
Cause she know me

[Hook: Jeremih]
You know my lady always on
She know I need it so
She know she can get
All that, all that, all that, all that, all that
My lady got me going
I’m where she already knows
She knows she can get
All that, all that, all that

[Outro: Fabolous]
I’m feeling your style
I’m loving your swag
I like how your jeans fit
You’re killing that bag
You working them heels
Your diamonds are real
You give me the chills, girl
You all that