When I was fifteen old Straight dope game I was I went from selling of the riders dank, ah (Riders dank, ah) Timin' ass think of crank (Think of griqua) Situation critical, phone home, phone Talkin' on my digital, call
Ya seen a boatload of situations, for Invalid ghetto pass ass registrations Boy, I tell you shit is pitiful, repentable, dead right I try to stay away artificial (Artificial) Plastic ass, motherfuckin' individuals (Plastic ass, ah)
yo' game main 'Cuz things is changin' and Exercise yo main Just use yo' main don't run the same game
yo' game main Fertilize yo' grass, get that cash Exercise yo' game But you gotta it last
One lone loco away into the sunset but I ain't done yet Respect and wear your vest Keep guard up 'cuz fools be hard up When you hittin' better check yo' clips And watch the police and the and the Crips you choose, got ta pay your dues Keep one in the chamber 'cuz the always lose wheels beat rubber heels any day
Put the green in jeans and get the holes out ya halo Or you can broke while your homies is rollin' smokes And yak and smokin' dank and tellin' jokes, haha Pa-pap, pa-pap, fool you can that I worked too hard for mine to let you take a No pain, no gain, no pocket Prepare for battle, exercise yo' game
Exercise yo' main Make money grow don't you be no hoe low Exercise yo' game Keep your works on tight to yo' stash stay right and
Exercise yo' game Fertilize your grass, get yo' cash Exercise yo' main Playa get your coins, be like Goines Have heart, have money, man, have heart, money man Ya
I got next you wanna run me homey (Yeap) Well, I don't need playas in the paint who can't do fo' me Show me, get down, nigga, we can make happen (Right, yeah) I'm west coast, east hood slum gangsta rappin' say you want to be affiliated (Yeah) Well, let me warn you, I'm the kind of playa that's hated
I'm rated X Malcolm E-40, Coolio, and KAM, sprinkle game like You to make money in the game, well, let me show you How to do for self 'cuz nobody gon' do this for you Oh, you caught like lint, if you on the mystery God ain't nobody gonna give you shit, you gotsta get up, off yo' ass And put yourself in on earth, before you pass And yo' game, exercise yo' game, fool
Peep game from a ass, rollin' on the one way Foot to the gas got the indo mixed with through Sunday and all in-between I for my paper, my fed, and my green Ain't no busters or no on my team or in my mattress Just call me the Pimp and you can me the Rat Watch my feet hit the tracks it, ain't no back
I'm on a mission to put my fuckin' click on the map But these niggaz know the half Runnin' with riff but I got some game for your bitch ass 'Cuz your is weaker than an anorexic I exercised my game until I had my perfected I wrote the game on paper then I put the game on You better check it nigga don't you every it
E X C E, R I S E, Y O G A, M E for 40 day Thevz in the house exercise yo' game Exercise yo'
heart, have money main, have heart, have money, man Exercise yo' main Make money grow don't you be no hoe low Exercise yo' game Keep your works on to make your stash stay right and
Exercise yo' main Fertilize grass, playa get that cash and yo' game main But you make it last (Make it last)
All day e'ry E-40 and tha motherfuckin' right PMD Crowbar, 9 Uh, huh
40 That's time, motherfucka In ass Like De Uh, huh We don't
My Kam We don't a motherfucka, we on hit, the Bay to L.A. Motherfucka All the way to Yo' game in situations
dump all on my Clickalications, I'm pervin' Oh time motherfucka Sho' we do, don't let us in we in fool is what I do Yeah, E-40, Coolio, the 40 Thevz, my nigga Kam, Yeah, 9 in the house