This Ain't No Game

[Verse 1: Project Pat]

North Memphis, South Memphis, Westwood, Orange Mound

Niggas ain't barin' that bullshit, make us clown

Down with the shit, call 1-8-7-kill-a-bitch

Thinkin' that you bulletproof but you'll end up in a ditch

Which one of you hoes thinkin', that you can't be got?

Nine times I caught you slippin', nine times the nine goes pop

Pop, pop, til' you drop, body full of bullet holes

Where the hollow point shells layin' mane, nobody knows

I suppose, niggas try to estimate the triple six

They don't shoot at fiends, they shoot you and I'm with the shit

Trick ass, soft ass niggas doin' pistol play

When you pull yo pistol, motherfucker, that's where you gon' lay

I'ma say this to the niggas with the problems

Step up to the Patsta, bitch, and I'ma solve 'em

Most of you foolish ass niggas like to ride deep

Tiptoein' on yo' ass, nigga, it's like hide and seek

When I creep, best believe that it's for a revenge kill

Niggas from the neighborhood, yeah, mane, they know the deal

See I'm real, 'cause I'll look yo ass dead in the eye

When I put the TEC in yo' face, bitch, say goodbye

[Chorus: Dope-E]

This ain't no game nigga, I don't fuck around

This ain't no game nigga, I—

This ain't no game

This, this ain't no game nigga, I don't fuck around

This ain't no game nigga, I—

This ain't no game

This, this ain't no game nigga, I don't fuck around

This ain't no game nigga, I—

This ain't no game

This, this ain't no game nigga, I don't fuck around

This ain't no game nigga, I—

This ain't no game

[Verse 2: D.O.N.]

I'm quick to freak like a maniac

As I cock the handle back

Nigga, I'm for real

Your cap I will peel

I grabs a nigga, I crack his dome

The blood be drippin', from the handle of my tone

'Cause, mane, I'm a naughty nigga

I gots to pull back the trigger

And watch yo blood skeet like juice

'Cause, bitch, you ain't bulletproof

I'm down for 211

Don't make it a 187

See murder is a hobby, mane

And Lil Don is insane

[Verse 3: S.O.G.]

But this ain't no game nigga, how in the fuck you figure?

You try to punkin' us you'll feel the blast of my trigger

Straight from the honeycomb, smokin' on the sack

I got my weapon, cock it back, then the bodies stack

I'm the sawed-off, Gi-gi-di-g-Gangsta

To you shanksters, lanksters and pranksters

Come and try yo' luck, if you think your nuts are bigger

Down with my nigga Pat, this ain't no game, nigga

[Chorus: Dope-E]

This ain't no game nigga, I don't fuck around

This ain't no game nigga, I—

This ain't no game

This, this ain't no game nigga, I don't fuck around

This ain't no game nigga, I—

This ain't no game

This, this ain't no game nigga, I don't fuck around

This ain't no game nigga, I—

This ain't no game

This, this ain't no game nigga, I don't fuck around

This ain't no game nigga, I—

This ain't no game

[Outro: Gangsta Pat, Willie D, Scarface, Ice Cube & Flavor Flav & ?]

Shoot-shootin' motherfuckers at point-blank range

I'm sick of motherfuckers thinkin' they run shit

Shootin' motherfuckers at point-blank range

But if you run up, I'll put a gun upside your fuckin' head

Shootin' motherfuckers at point-blank range

You, you ain't, you, you, you ain't no gangster

Shootin' motherfuckers at point-blank range

Stay off his dick

Shoot-shootin' motherfuckers at point-blank range

Punk, punk, punk ass nigga

Shoot-shoot-shootin' motherfuckers at point-blank range

Fuck all y'all

Shoot-shootin' motherfuckers at point-blank range

Shoot his ass down with the pump

Shoot-shootin' motherfuckers at point-blank range

Holdin' a MAC-10, then I'm attackin'

Sh-shootin' motherfuck-fuck-fuck-, fuck-fuckers

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