Game Spittas

Hook x2: LeS You rolling with them game spitters Switches and Range rippers 100 Daytons on that foreign sitting low We keep it playa nigga, better ask your ho Ask your ho nigga, ask yo bitch nigga [Verse 1: Le$] Riding through the city like we can't stop Mighta seen me dropping off a bitch on your block Sunroof tinted and you can smell the gas Them niggas be hot but they don't ever last Jet Life, man you gotta deal with us forever Don't fuck with them imitators we do it better Gold frames, spittin' game like I was 40-Water It ain't too many out here going harder Kicking back at the crib I'm just inhaling the smoke Trying to figure how to put some triple gold on them spokes Throw that shit on something new Bend a corner on your bitch Know my niggas riding too And they all gonna hit a switch Still dressing like a hustler, G Nikes with them Dickies Never with the trendy shit, all ya'll niggas looking silly We forever keep it G, just the way we was raised Man you fucking with the players that don't ever get played Hook x2 [Verse 2: Mr. Marcelo] Far as my city you niggas know that I own it Real boss moves, I remind niggas atone it Sliding through my city, smoking on something sticky I don't fuck with them niggas, I mostly ride with my bitches Yah homie we livin, even when you don't see us So I can't blame imitators for trying to be us But I be on that high shit, so I don't even see 'em Me and LeS in the BM, prolly catch a ride with your BM Most niggas don't understand us, so they fear it But I be smoking shit so loud I don't even hear it But I can teach game to any nigga who catch it Triple OG boy I can teach you some lessons Now I be steppin' in my Pumas Eggshell white like they was delivered from Cuba Jet Life Ya'll niggas can get used to Real boss niggas, when you us salute us Hook x2