Ya Heard (feat. Ludacris)

You see that cherry red phantom on the big ass wheels

See I be playin' with them cars, I'm like a big ass kid

Crazy with that cap gun

So if we play cops and robbers

I show you how to pop revolvers

Fitted cap too big, so it covers my eyes

That Lambo, that ain't shit just a public disguise

And that top model chick she for that diamond lane

And I be driving all crazy cause my diamond chain is

(Bright)

As them Las Vegas light, it'd be the same in California

When I'm riding at night

And New York, I be in mid town

Up and down Broadway, havin' meetings all day

Baby my future is

(Bright)

As the bronze take off from anybody

Tyra Banks on my arm and we crash any party

Yeah, making it rain ain't got shit on me

The way I ball the fuckin' owner should come and sit on me

Yeah, I'm fresh outta jail, you should knew I was back

Turn on the radio its a wrap

Just touched down in LAX

Luda

That's right

What up Game?

Fresh out huh?

Don't you hear it, that **** named Luda

Slicker that Rick the ruler, whoop ass like Lex Luger

My money long, you shit is shorter than oompa loompas

And I'm Superman you that ass like Lex Luther

Shoot ya to say me gusta

I'll take you to meet your maker

My dicks the Staple Center, I'll take ya to see the Lakers (Swoosh)

On that Cali kush smokin' like a muffler

So many red flags I could swore I was in Russia (Bang)

I got the fame and the fortune, Compton is scorchin'

Get rid or bullets, my gun keeps having abortions

I ain't having it (Nope)

See 'em in the dead zone, fake dope boys

It's more bass up in my headphones

Adjust your treble, I'm heavier than metal

My verses are hot as shit, like I recored with the devil

I'm on another level they struck on the elevator

And I'm about to blow this bitch game, press the detonator like

Fresh outta Georgia, ya heard I was back

Turn up the radio, it's a wrap

See I come from the bottom and they call me The Game

But I'm just happy that Beyoncé know my name

I took that Dr. Dre money and I bought me a chain

Then I bought me a house, then I bought my a Range

Then I bought me some pussy, then I bough me some brains

But I ain't buyin' that the best rappers is Kanye and Wayne

See both of them **** spit but ya'll act like ya'll ain't hear me spit

Like sellin' seven million records ain't the shit

I don't win no grammy's, **** I'm too gangster

And poppin' Crystal with Erv, don't make me a wangsta

See I'm California certified, my **** make the murder rise

Read my fan mail in jail, Buck told Curtis bye

So I'm a break it down for them **** in the south

Slow it down put this rose phantom (Cream in my mouth)

Throwin' Prada slipper on when I walkin my house

P Diddy and Tommy Lee know what I'm talking about

See I''m fresh outta jail I know you heard I was back

Turn up the radio, it's a wrap