Hard Liquor

[Intro: The Game]

Dre you must've been of the Hennessy when you did this my nigga

[Chorus: Kokane]

Hard liquor

Hard liquor

Hard liquor

Is there anymore hard liquor

Make sure that it's mixed

And twisted with a little bit of lemon juice

On ice, on ice, on ice, Yeah

[Verse 1: The Game]

You know me I turn them 40 bottles upside down

Like niggas with dead homies till it's empty like my four pound

Niggas thinkin' I'm drunk, reach for my N.W.A chain

And get your ass beat with the pump

Tell security it's Game plus 50

Any problem he get fucked up every night like Bobby do Whitney

Fuck poppin' Cristal I got a bottle of Henny

Me and my nine stay together like Hardaway and Lil Penny

I ain't here so you can ask about Em or Dre

I came to see some bitches shake their ass like Beyoncé

So let me be Hov' for a minute, get up in your ho for a minute

And you could be my ho for a minute

Like I'm Diddy, be J-Lo for a minute

From the windows to the wall gettin' low while I'm in it

All I gotta do is hit em with a JAY-Z line

Like you deserve to be my sunshine

[Chorus: Kokane]

See her on the Floor, she's sexy

Tell her where the after party is

But make sure that you see her friends before her

Before her, before her, hmm

[Verse 2: The Game]

I'll spend a hundred dollars take a bitch to the hyatt

Then treat her like Busta light her ass on fire

I'm a gangsta ma' I wanna see you wiggle your butt cheeks

Both hands round your ankles ma'

All I wanna see is ass and tits

Shake it like they do in magic city with T.I. in that mothafucka

I'm like 50, P.I. in this mothafucka

You see them gold Ds on that Porsche Truck

I show you how gangstas fuck

My .45 to the back of your weave, both of your arms in handcuffs

Take a bottle of Cisco to the head, see how you like getting fucked with a pistol to your head

Tell ya' girls how I fucked your brains out we can do a manage-a-trois, pull the whips and chains out

I tear that frame out I ain't no stunt man

I pull that range out, bitch

[Chorus: Kokane]

See her on the Floor, she's sexy

Tell her where the after party is

But make sure that you see her friends before her

Before her, before her, hmm

[Verse 3: The Game]

I got 40's like the liquor store

Pour it on your weave like that bitch in the G-Thang video

You look wet, let me help you out your Von Dutch's

I know you used to niggas spendin' but tonight I'm fuckin'

The truck stop, the rims spin, I know they hate me fuck 'em

It's killa-Cali nigga, haters come a dime a dozen

Load them shells then I get drunk pissy

This bottle of Hennessy got me wantin' to fuck Missy

I'm a gangsta I can turn that bitch out

Play with her pussy then drop ecstasy in her Cristal

60 seconds later I'm kickin' that bitch out

Then ride down the show with the .45th out

Stop at the store that bitch emptied my Cris out

Give me 50 feet or I'll empty this clip out

Niggas wanna know what this L.A. shit 'bout

Just visit when the Bloods and Crips' up

[Chorus: Kokane]

Is there anymore hard liquor

Make sure that it's mixed

And twisted with a little bit of lemon juice

On ice, on ice, on ice, yeah