Текст песни The Game - Oh Lord (feat. Shontelle)

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[Verse 1] Uh, let Jesus take the wheel of a Phantom, baby! Close my eyes, wake up, I’m in Atlanta, baby Who put the magic in Magic City? [?] Who popping Magnum bottles with Didi? Mike! Tell ‘em where the beast is, tell ‘em where the bitch is Leaning back on my bitch chair, yeah I’m some like a leap year Niggas don’t see me that often in this Rory But nigga, we’re here! Far baby, just like I got a charade in this back wood Let it burn, baby! (Niggas so emotional) I gotta pull that hundred for you, I gotta poke in with hoes! We in the poking, no stroking hoes to their open nose Let this! Niggas ain’t begging, we’re getting Oprah dough Money over bitches, till I’m fucking Oprah So, back away from my Phantom, so I can open dough! [Hook] Marble floors, Lamborghini doors Oh Lord, oh Lord, oh Lord! [?] at the window on the West Side, East Side, West Side Smoking green you ain’t never seen! (Can I hit that?) [Verse 2] Just don’t go far, baby Take a puff out it Damn, run it tell puff about it Compton been on that Master P shit, we brought it, bought it Up in gray stone too fucking crowded Unless it’s [?] club after [?] Say my nigga that bitch, what’s up, old cop? Fuck old cop, blood, got guns is on the up enough Fuck old blood, cop got hundred niggas just rolling up Still surreal gotta give it to my niggas, man My nigga scare, my nigga Wayne My nigga Joe Moses got the hoes opened My nigga YG winning, I kept the door opened Can’t forget about my nigga Top Dawg Put Kendrick on a pedestal where thou shall not fall One love to my lil nigga Problem Got the LA turned up, like walk at him! [Hook] [Outro] You’re smoking charm, baby Nigga, what a fuck? I’m from the Valley We don’t smoke I don’t know what you’re doing counting But in one eight we put weed in weed Nigga, you’re tripping! I’m just fucking with you, I wouldn’t!

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