One Night

[Hook: Andrea Martin]

I only fuck with you, on two occasions

When I'm drunk, when I'm high

I would be broke, if I would be with you

That is why it's fo' one night

[Verse 1: The Game]

I'm a motherfucking gangbanging nightmare, wake up motherfuckers

I traded in my white Nike Airs

For a red pair of Converse, back to the hood

My own niggas acting like I turned my back on the hood

I used my rap money to put crack in the hood

Even brought the nigga Dr. Dre back to the hood

I showed niggas the Bentley then let you drive it

Gone for two days and I ain't even check the mileage

When we was fighting with Crips it wasn't about no dollars

It was about selling dope to put our kids through college

I'm sitting on the block, reminiscing for hours

Wiping my tears cause now half of my niggas is cowards

And I was still fuckin with niggas

After I got shot and didn't get one hospital visit

My homey Snoop told me it'd be days like this

It hurt my heart, to say this shit

[Hook: Andrea Martin]

I only fuck with you, on two occasions

When I'm drunk, when I'm high

I would be broke, if I would be with you

That is why it's fo' one night

[Verse 2: The Game]

Red bandana in my back pocket, I'm for real

This ain't a pastel color khaki suit, and I ain't Pharrell

I don't front about shit I pull my gun up out shit

And let everything fly to keep my son up outta this

I thought you loved me nigga, talk is cheap

Remember, the bulletholes in my son's car seat

My baby momma found four shells

I ain't get one "keep your head up," all I got was "keep it real"

'Keep it real' my niggas?

Last year alone I spent one point five mill' on my niggas

After the bullshit, I stayed right there

Took you to award shows, there go Jay right there

Where? Right there!

I had all you niggas in suits, cleaner than a pair of fresh Nike Airs

I'm supposed to enjoy this shit but it's quite clear

The last twelve months been a fucking nightmare

[Hook: Andrea Martin]

I only fuck with you, on two occasions

When I'm drunk, when I'm high

I would be broke, if I would be with you

That is why it's fo' one night

[Verse 3: The Game]

This shit worse than arguing with my bitch

I done been through mo' ups and downs, than the Impala switch

Get yo hand out my pocket nigga, go fish

I was born by myself so I don't owe y'all shit

Nigga you tell me, what you want me to do

Drop my son off at home and come bang wit'chu?

Oh now it's fuck Game, nah nigga fuck you

I put that on my life, matter fact, that's on Piru

And the reality is, I could die too

And end up in the cemetery, right beside you, we can both rot

Angels flying over my headstone, but the devils inside yo' box

You wanted my shine so I gave you ice

Then I gave you a second chance and you played me twice

Couldn't be a real homeboy to save yo' life

I shoulda took Dr. Dre's advice

[Hook: Andrea Martin]

I only fuck with you, on two occasions

When I'm drunk, when I'm high

I would be broke, if I would be with you

That is why it's fo' one night

[Outro: Andrea Martin]

Black Wall Street fo' life

Only fuck with you on two occasions

When I'm out of my mind, or when I'm high

I only, fuck with you...