Mula

[Intro: The Game]

Let me know if you're feelin' lonely

[Verse 1: The Game]

'Cause ain't no real niggas out here

Ye what these niggas start hummin' out their mouth with?

Bunch of bullshit, weak ass albums

Bunch of lil' niggas tryna copy our style

When we originated this, whole motherfuckin' album had hits

That's why we up in the Ritz

That's why I'm up in your bitch, head honcho

Get you killed pronto, wearin' red now, El Segundo

Bail long as Alonzo Mourning

Kill a nigga in his Monte Carlo like Alonzo

Sold records, sold crack, nigga, recognize

For the record, I've been wreckin' shit since '05

No lie, J's on

Take these motherfuckas off and throw the Ye's on

Rewind, J's on

Take these motherfuckas off and throw the Ye's on

Yeezy, tell these niggas that they is slaves

Master want you on red carpet like yesterday

You a house nigga, I'ma get away though

Come back kill master ass like Django

Most you niggas just rapping for the fame though

I start rapping to get the fuck out this durango

What goes around comes around, how that saying go?

Documentary 2, no 50, keep the change hoe

[Chorus: Kanye West & Sarah Barthel]

Feelin' lonely

Let me know if you're feelin' crazy

I guess all that stuff they told me

In my life was extra shady

I should've kept 'em waitin'

Say hello to the mula

I'm on top, no lie

Say hello to the mula

I'm on top, good night

[Verse 2: The Game & Kanye West]

Back like I never left, nigga I'm on my second breath

And I got another track from Yeezy

How'd you do that? Like Eric Wright said Eazy

Pull up in my cool whip, I don't give a fuck about it

Leave it at the valet, I ain't fucked up about it

I'll call an Uber, nigga, I'll fuckin' shoot a nigga

I got a white bitch that blow like a tuba, nigga

I just got a new crib, I just got a new Wraith

I just got cooler than LL Cool J

I just got a new gun, squeeze it like some toothpaste

I, I, (aghhhhk)

Spit in the face of a coward

Shit on anybody ever try to take ours (Uh)

Ye why that nigga's face so sour? (Huh?)

Cause that slick mouth got him wet up like a shower

Now what you know about power?

What you know about dreams?

What you know about freestylin' versus each other

Shelter outside of Nike Town without a dollar in your jeans

[Chorus: Kanye West & Sarah Barthel]

Feelin' lonely

Let me know if you're feelin' crazy

I guess all that stuff they told me

In my life was extra shady

I should've kept 'em waitin'

Say hello to the mula

I'm on top, no lie

Say hello to the mula

I'm on top, good night

[Outro: The Game]

Let me know if you're feelin' lonely

[Skit]

[Felicia]

Chuck! Chuck! Chuck! Nigga I know you see me!

[The Game]

Felicia what the fuck you want?

[Felicia]

Ooh please can I borrow your car?

[The Game]

Borrow my car? Bitch are you stupid or somethin'?

[Felicia]

Well give me a quarter piece then

[The Game]

Bitch I don't sell crack no more

[Felicia]

Well give me some money or something I can take around your brother house and trade

[The Game]

I ain't got shit

[Felicia]

What about this iPod and them Dre Beats, you don't need that shit, don't you know that nigga or somethin'?

[The Game]

So?

[Felicia]

Please, I'll suck your dick for this shit

[The Game]

Bitch you can have this shit, I don't want my dick sucked by no motherfuckin' smoker

[Felicia]

Oh okay, thank you then. You know I would have sucked your dick for it anyways with your fine ass

[The Game]

Felicia get the fuck away from my car

[Felicia]

Okay, what is you listenin' to on this shit anyway?

[The Game]

Bitch press play