The Documentary 2 - The Game

«—The Documentary»

«—two!»

«—The Documentary»

«—two!»

«—damn it, I done did it again»

«—Game's still in Cali—»

«—Game's still in Cali, eatin' off The Documentary»

«—The Documentary»

«—two!»

«—damn it, I done did it again»

Yo, what it do, Blood?

Talk of the town

Premo, Doc Dre, still holdin' it down

Aftermath, do the math, nigga, you know the sound

Doc 2, thought you knew, still holdin' the crown

Yo, what it do, Blood?

Talk of the town

Premo, Doc Dre, still holdin' it down

Aftermath, do the math, nigga, you know the sound

Doc 2, thought you knew, still holdin' the crown

Last ten been on ten

Make it look easy, my pen been on Ren

My niggas been on kush, my bitches been on X

King of California give a fuck who got next

I’m right now

Bump your gums and the ratchet’ll shoot ya

Send your ass back to the future

No Delorean

Aventador and shit, bumpin' Future

Why your girl pullin' on my hookah

Money stretch like Kama Sutra

Started with the roosters

Then I start spittin' clean the money like a loofah

6'5, tall like a hooper, ball like a hooper on the floor like a hooper

So I must be Clay with the .38, Thompson with the Thompson

Everything about me Compton—I mean—everything about me Bompton

I ain’t never had shit, I grew up like Magic Johnson

Yo, what it do, Blood?

Talk of the town

Premo, Doc Dre, still holdin' it down

Aftermath, do the math, nigga, you know the sound

Doc 2, thought you knew, still holdin' the crown

Yo, what it do, Blood?

Talk of the town

Premo, Doc Dre, still holdin' it down

Aftermath, do the math, nigga, you know the sound

Doc 2, thought you knew, still holdin' the crown

I taught myself how to spit from listening to It Was Written

My first bars wasn’t dope but I had that in the kitchen

Suge wouldn’t listen, Irv wouldn’t listen

So I ran around with Diddy, Aftermath in the Mission

I would never ask another man for permission I do me

Fuck the Illuminati, I’d rather ride around in hoopties

But now it’s the Ghost, my gold Ds is two threes

Still hop in the freestyle, kick it like two Bruce Lee’s

Cut open the noose leaves

Foreign on the hill like it’s Lauryn

Smoking la la like the Fugees

Thinking to myself, is it God or Lucy?

Prada or Gucci, popping Cris', Rihanna, Karrueche

Homie I ain’t gotta gas I’m so ahead of you fags

The shit I spit off Premo tracks burn confederate flags

Take the roof off roof, gimme Proof back and 2Pac

Westside, but you already knew that

So, what it do, Blood?

Talk of the town

Premo, Doc Dre, still holdin' it down

Aftermath, do the math, nigga, you know the sound

Doc 2, thought you knew, still holdin' the crown

Yo, what it do, Blood?

Talk of the town

Premo, Doc Dre, still holdin' it down

Aftermath, do the math, nigga, you know the sound

Doc 2, thought you knew, still holdin' the crown

I’ve been rapping for 12 years, 6 months, 16 days

Now I’m a veteran, spit a 16 sixteen ways

Sixteen in a clip, spit it 16 ways

I know six teens, pull up to a sweet sixteen and spray

I’m like sixteen Jay’s but the beat I can manage

So every sweet 16 is like Duke and Kansas

You bout to lose advantage, I will come through crews and bandits

Bruise and damage, fuck you rules and manners

I kick back, click clack, bump the Wu in Phantoms

Fuck rap, I only respect Ja Rule and Hammer

Maybe the old Em, I’m Slim and I’m shady

Maybe the old him or Rakim

You niggas keep bullshittin' like Joakim

You so him, I’m so not, you so bitch, I sold rock

My four-four cocked, I been a Top Dawg, I know Dot

Back in '06 I pulled up in that gold drop

Five million sold livin' in the dope spot

Back when my first album was the—

—talk of the town

Premo, Doc Dre, still holdin' it down

Aftermath, do the math, nigga, you know the sound

Doc 2, thought you knew, still holdin' the crown

Yo, what it do, Blood?

Talk of the town

Premo, Doc Dre, still holdin' it down

Aftermath, do the math, nigga, you know the sound

Doc 2, thought you knew, still holdin' the crown

«—The Documentary»

«—two!»

«—The Documentary»

«—two!»

«—damn it, I done did it again»

«—Game's still in Cali—»

«—Game's still in Cali, eatin' off The Documentary»

«—The Documentary»

«—two!»

«—damn it, I done did it again»

Check it out, man, I go by the world-famous DJ Clue, desert storm,

shoutout to my nigga, Game.

When I first came to the West Coast,

and me and Game hit the studio up, and he rapped for me, I knew he had all the

key ingredients to become a legendary rapper

Here’s DJ Envy from that Breakfast Club—I remember the first time hearing The

Game, I just knew he was gonna be one of them niggas, one of them legendary

niggas.

That boy Game, he’s a problem, I got my money on it

Funk Flex, baby!

I dropped the bomb on every one of them joints off The

Documentary!