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The Game - 100 ft. Drake (Official Music Video)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Game
The Game
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
The Game
The Game
Songwriter
Peabo Bryson
Peabo Bryson
Songwriter
Stat Quo
Stat Quo
Songwriter

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Other night at your crib it was like
Me, Black, Forty, Obie
We just sittin' there talkin' 'bout life
Played some beats
But I forgot to tell you one thing
[Verse 2]
*** call me to set you up
Want me to come and wet you up
'Cause you a out of town ***
Like Biggie heard about the **** with Diddy
So I came through to vest you up
And I got a vest for Forty, a vest for Hush
A vest for every **** with a owl on his chest, and what
I got L.A. Unified
You better off comittin' suicide
Teachers ain't testin' us
See, how I know how it feel to be platinum plus
*** jealous, so you slowly tryna wrap you up
Tax you up, but it's over your old blood money
*** catch these **** like you catch the bus
Dog fame is a ***
Do a **** four favors when you can't do the fifth
How soon they forget
Run up on you at your Granny house leave you nine like fifth
How a **** supposed to love you ***?
Heart beatin' fast when I dap, and when I hug you ***
Drake told me not to trust you ***
Your energy off, you finicky, I rush you ***
Just walkin' around the crib like
Why a **** can't live? Get this money, **** these **** , though?
Thinkin' 'bout the beef like
We could pass these **** **** like a physical
This my city, everybody know it
Ridin' around town just me and my ***
Tuckin' my time force, hopin' I ain't gotta show it
L.A. **** be the craziest
These **** do some shady ***
Run up on your car, catch you off guard
Like the Lil Wayne and Baby ***
Forty, I'm **** up
[Verse 3]
Y'all better not come near my studio with that fake ***
Y'all better not come near my funeral with that fake ***
Y'all better off realizin' that there's nothin' that y'all could do with me
All I ever ask is keep it 8 more than 92 with me
[Verse 4]
One hundred
One hundred
All I ever ask is one hundred
Yeah
One hundred
All I ever ask is one
[Verse 5]
Thank me later, thanks for nothin', thanks for bluffin'
Thank you so, so much, for wearin' your true colors to every single **** function
Had **** tell me to my face how we were family and how they love me
While they was skimmin' off the budget
Now when I see 'em they're the ones that's actin' funny
People been reachin' out to me and I'm on some straight un responsive ***
I would have so many friends
If I didn't have money, respect and accomplishments
I would have so many friends
If I held back the truth and I just gave out compliments
I would have all of your fans
If I didn't go pop and I stayed on some conscious ***
I would have so many more friends
If I lost my success and my confidence
I'm in the club every time that they play the competition
If they even play the competition, and I seen the response they get
Yeah, nobody's even hearin' it
On top of the pyramid
Might go to Jamaica, disappear again
My circle got some smarter, they're superior
Sayin' to myself
[Verse 6]
Y'all better not come near my studio with that fake ***
Y'all better not come near my funeral with that fake ***
Y'all better off realizin' there's nothin' that y'all could do with me
All I ever ask is keep it 8 more than 92 with me
[Verse 7]
One hundred
Yeah
One hundred
All I ever ask is one hundred
Yeah
One hundred
All I ever ask is one
[Verse 8]
Miss folks, said that was my real ***
Held a **** down since he was a lil' ***
If he was still alive, he would kill ***
He was lil' Snoop, I was Meek Mill ***
Know how it feel when you missin' your **** , though
Can't think so you roll up that indigo
Stressin' while drivin' down Figueroa
Blowin' Kush clouds until his ghost is in my Ghost, damn
Make a real **** wanna give his life to God, like here it go
Screamin' Frogg name at the clouds, they don't hear me though
Guess they too busy with Tupac and Biggie, though
You **** don't feel me though? That was on Suge's watch
I'll take Suge's watch, you dissin' Drizzy?
That's cool, but don't come to my city though
Not even to H-Town
So underground that I gotta be a trill ***
Strapped up from the waist down
That's word to Pimp C, J Prince is my real ***
*** was so simple when henchmen was out
He had a young **** right there with Meech
So happy when Bleu DaVinci got out
We came up on these California streets
[Verse 9]
L.A. **** be the craziest
These **** do some shady ***
Run up on your car, catch you off guard
Like the Lil Wayne and Baby ***
Got a **** confused but why a **** gotta choose?
Don't even matter dog 'cause I'ma always be a real ***
Always be a real ***
I never learned how to be nothin' but a real ***
[Verse 10]
Y'all better not come near my studio with that fake ***
Y'all better not come near my funeral with that fake ***
Y'all better off realizin' there's nothin' that y'all could do with me
All I ever ask is keep it 8 more than 92 with me
[Verse 11]
One hundred
Yeah
One hundred
All I ever ask is one hundred
Yeah
One hundred
All I ever ask is one
Written by: The Game, Aubrey Graham
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