Get Dollaz

[Hook - Tyrese (Game)] See I been around the world gettin' dollars Black cards and porn stars, holla (Fuck him, you should be ridin' with me) And I'll probably put dick to your favorite chick, no (She know what's up, nigga jump in the V) Because I'm ballin', cause I'm ballin', ballin' (Hey yo nigga you ain't supposed to open them fuckin' shrimps with your hands, nigga, international nigga) [Verse 1 - Game] Mothafucka it's young Hoffa, the done dotta None hotter, red Polo fleece, Air Force 1's, Prada '07, 600, Kit Robus They can't rob us, approach the car, get shot up Shoot back, bulletproof shit The roof is transclusive, hop out the top shootin' At your ball cap, fall back or get you all clapped Five shots, Hecklor & Koch over them tall stacks I bluff haters, pull quick, can't shake us Like crap shooters in Vegas fallin' out for the paper Nigga we don't stop, till all the Don bottles is popped We tote Glocks andthrow back rocks, Patron shots All niggas know not to infultrate my crew We get money and fuck bitches better than you I'm not Sean, I'm the top don, more like the top gun Call Tom Cruise and tell him we got one Yo, first Compton nigga to ever go to mo' fuckin' France and eat French fries, nigga It's what I do, I'm Rich Game, bitch, respect me, nigga Can't fuck with me, nigga The black Jim Hoffa [Verse 2 - Game] Hold up, yo the kid's back with big stacks, fuck the chit chat Click-clack, cock the fo' fifth back Bang, in broad day, mid-town Manhattan the broad way Of any pissy project hallway It's the black rag assassin over Benjamins I'll hop out blastin' Dodger fitted, three holes in my ski mask Paper plates on the magnum, toe-tag 'em White bag 'em, cops can't find evidence so they harrass him Big money, beat cases, got lawyers to eat cases Taylor, Versace suits and brief cases I make bail and take sail somewhere in the Bahamas In my condo feedin' piranhas Niggas can't beat him, better hop in the Lambo with him My flow hot, create water falls in 7 denim Same rules apply for Joe's Jeans, Ed Hardy and True Religion Hop out the roof is missin' Gone [Hook - Tyrese (Game)] See I been around the world gettin' dollars Black cards and porn stars, holla (Fuck him, you should be ridin' with me) And I'll probably put dick to your favorite chick, no (She know what's up, nigga jump in the V) Because I'm ballin', cause I'm ballin', ballin' (Hey yo nigga you ain't supposed to open them fuckin' shrimps with your hands, nigga, international nigga)