Verse 1 (Yuh) This life go hard (yuh), but I go harder (womp) I'm dying daily, living mortar (yuh) Look into my eyes you’ll see do (echo) What’s a big boat to an incoming torpedo I stomp it out, I two step, I drink the juice, and go insane (echo) Stream of living water coming out my frame If you seen what I seen boy got G.I. Joe’s on my team boy We shaped up and shipped out so-tell-me-what-I’m-bout’ You’ll never stop this hustle never knock His muscle We living out, we speak the truth, cause homeboy we love ya We ride (chopped) around and get it, we ride (chopped) around and get it We read the word, we pray about it then homeboy we live it No false truth just real life we pack up that hard white Pass it to our brothers cause they living that hard life Pop the molly you sweatin’ (womp), pop the molly sweatin’(womp) His love is for real boy and that’s water you gettin’ let’s go! Chorus Clean top dirty bottom I’m talkin’ bout the game cause you know I got em’ Clean top dirty bottom I’m talkin’ bout the game cause you know I got em’ Got em’ got em’ got em’ gone Got em’ got em’ got em’ gone Got em’ got em’ got em’ gone You know I’m talkin’ bout the game got him, gone Verse 2 The rock is on the block like a stop sign (uhh) It-balanced-out-thoughts of an ill mind (womp) Pain-in-my-heart that’s why I spit iron If I tell you bout’ my life homey-you’ll swear I’m lyin’ (wooh) This life is nothing pretty but I get it in (get it in) Tatted on my arm is family and friends Pass the rock in other countries but no fear of embargoes We knock down we Charlie brown we do it likes it Fargo The game plan is simple but to walk it is hard work So I keep a crew of lion-O hangin’ around in my squad Hey boy I keep three hundreds give no time to these lames I pray to God, I read His word and then go insane (uhh) No church in the wild so hang out with guerilla (womp) They keep it real I keep it realer They Mike Jack and I’m thriller (yah) Now you lookin’ like you understood Get it, got it, got it, good (uhh) Chorus Clean top dirty bottom I’m talkin’ bout the game cause you know I got em’ Clean top dirty bottom I’m talkin’ bout the game cause you know I got em’ Got em’ got em’ got em’ gone Got em’ got em’ got em’ gone Got em’ got em’ got em’ gone You know I’m talkin’ bout the game got him, gone
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