The Game - Ya Heard (feat. Ludacris)
LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang
@ @
Yeah
California - New York
Chictown know how I get down
MIA, ATL wassup
Houston, Frisco
Detroit get money just like N.O.
Yeah, yeah
You see that cherry-red Phantom on them big ass wheels
See I be playing with them cars Im like a big ass kid
Crazy with that cap gun
So if we play Cops n Robbers, Ill show you how to pop revolvers
Fit a cap too big, so it cover my eyes
That Lambo that aint shit, just a public disguise
And that top model chick, she for the diamond lane
And I be driving all crazy coz my diamond chain is (bright)
As them Las Vegas lights
It be the same in California when Im riding at night
And New York I be in midtown, up and down Broadway
Having meetings all day baby my future is (bright)
As LeBrons take off from anybody
Tyra Banks on my arm, well crash any party
Yeah, making it rain aint got shit on me
The way I ball the fucking owner should come sit on me
Yeah Im fresh out of jail, you shoulda knew I was back
Turn on the radio, its a wrap
Dont you hear it? That nigga named Luda
Slicker than Ricta ruler, whoop as like Lex Luger
My money long, your shit is shorter than Oompa-Loompas
And Ill Superman YOU and that ass like Lex Luther
Ill take you to meet your maker
Right next to the Staples Center Ill take you to see the Lakers (SWISH!)
On that Cali cush smoking like a muffler
So many red flags I could of sworn I was in Russia
I got the fame and the fortune, Compton is scorching
Get rid of bullets, my gun keeps having abortions
I aint having it (Nope) see em in the dead zone
Fake film boys, theres more bass up in my headphones
Adjust your treble, Im heavier than metal
My verses are hot as shit like I recorded with the devil
Im on another level, they stuck on the elevator
And Im about to blow this bitch, Game press the detanator
Fresh out of Georgia you heard I was back
Turn off the radio, its a wrap
See I come from the bottom, and they call me The Game
But Im just happy that Beyonce know my name
I took that Dr Dre money and I bought me a chain
Then I bought me a house, then I bought me a Range
Then I bought me some pussy, then I bought me some brains
But I aint buying that the best rappers is Kanye and Wayne
See, both of them niggaz spit, but yall act like you dont hear me spit
Like selling 7 million records aint the shit
I dont win no Grammys, Im too gangsta
And poppin Cristyle with Irv dont make me a Wanksta
See Im California certified, my niggaz make the murder rise
Read my fan mail in jail, Buck told Curtis "bye"
So Ima break it down for them niggaz in the South
Slow it down, put this rose phantom (grill in my mouth)
Throw the Prada slippers on when I walk in my house
P Diddy and Tommy Lee know what Im talking about
See Im fresh out of jail I know you heard I was back
Turn up the radio, its a wrap
编辑于1999/04/27更新

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Tom Waits

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[00:02.00]The Game - Ya Heard (feat. Ludacris)
[00:06.00]LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang
[00:10.00]@ @
[00:14.00]
[00:15.52]Yeah
[00:17.12]California - New York
[00:19.79]Chictown know how I get down
[00:21.62]MIA, ATL wassup
[00:23.91]Houston, Frisco
[00:26.95]Detroit get money just like N.O.
[00:29.29]Yeah, yeah
[00:35.18]You see that cherry-red Phantom on them big ass wheels
[00:37.74]See I be playing with them cars Im like a big ass kid
[00:40.09]Crazy with that cap gun
[00:41.93]So if we play Cops n Robbers, Ill show you how to pop revolvers
[00:45.78]Fit a cap too big, so it cover my eyes
[00:48.60]That Lambo that aint shit, just a public disguise
[00:51.32]And that top model chick, she for the diamond lane
[00:54.03]And I be driving all crazy coz my diamond chain is (bright)
[00:56.84]As them Las Vegas lights
[00:59.85]It be the same in California when Im riding at night
[01:02.02]And New York I be in midtown, up and down Broadway
[01:05.12]Having meetings all day baby my future is (bright)
[01:08.11]As LeBrons take off from anybody
[01:10.72]Tyra Banks on my arm, well crash any party
[01:13.35]Yeah, making it rain aint got shit on me
[01:15.93]The way I ball the fucking owner should come sit on me
[01:18.92]Yeah Im fresh out of jail, you shoulda knew I was back
[01:21.86]Turn on the radio, its a wrap
[01:41.54]Dont you hear it? That nigga named Luda
[01:43.91]Slicker than Ricta ruler, whoop as like Lex Luger
[01:46.65]My money long, your shit is shorter than Oompa-Loompas
[01:49.29]And Ill Superman YOU and that ass like Lex Luther
[01:54.11]Ill take you to meet your maker
[01:55.42]Right next to the Staples Center Ill take you to see the Lakers (SWISH!)
[01:58.12]On that Cali cush smoking like a muffler
[02:00.65]So many red flags I could of sworn I was in Russia
[02:03.06]I got the fame and the fortune, Compton is scorching
[02:05.92]Get rid of bullets, my gun keeps having abortions
[02:08.62]I aint having it (Nope) see em in the dead zone
[02:11.77]Fake film boys, theres more bass up in my headphones
[02:14.17]Adjust your treble, Im heavier than metal
[02:17.06]My verses are hot as shit like I recorded with the devil
[02:19.54]Im on another level, they stuck on the elevator
[02:22.28]And Im about to blow this bitch, Game press the detanator
[02:25.15]Fresh out of Georgia you heard I was back
[02:27.92]Turn off the radio, its a wrap
[02:47.09]See I come from the bottom, and they call me The Game
[02:50.13]But Im just happy that Beyonce know my name
[02:52.78]I took that Dr Dre money and I bought me a chain
[02:55.41]Then I bought me a house, then I bought me a Range
[02:58.29]Then I bought me some pussy, then I bought me some brains
[03:01.15]But I aint buying that the best rappers is Kanye and Wayne
[03:03.77]See, both of them niggaz spit, but yall act like you dont hear me spit
[03:06.52]Like selling 7 million records aint the shit
[03:09.48]I dont win no Grammys, Im too gangsta
[03:11.96]And poppin Cristyle with Irv dont make me a Wanksta
[03:14.83]See Im California certified, my niggaz make the murder rise
[03:17.61]Read my fan mail in jail, Buck told Curtis \"bye\"
[03:20.52]So Ima break it down for them niggaz in the South
[03:23.19]Slow it down, put this rose phantom (grill in my mouth)
[03:25.89]Throw the Prada slippers on when I walk in my house
[03:28.58]P Diddy and Tommy Lee know what Im talking about
[03:31.29]See Im fresh out of jail I know you heard I was back
[03:34.08]Turn up the radio, its a wrap
[03:37.45]






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