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"Second Hand Smoke" is a track by The Game, from the album Gangsta Grillz: E.M.N.T - The Credits, released 30th January 2026. Full lyrics are available below.
Lyrics
[Intro: DJ Drama] For those listening When it comes to DJs, I'm the blueprint I've showed you how to create a dynasty For God's sakes, I gave you Tha Streets Iz Watchin What's more American than Gangsta Grillz? I guess you could call this the credits roll of Black Album You get me? (Gangsta Grillz) [Verse 1: The Game] Now if Puff got Pac killed and that condemned Biggie Why would a nigga step foot inside the city? And I can't be mad at 50 for making a documentary when I made The Documentary See how life has a symmetry And cemeteries have energy that be fucking with my inner peace 'Cause one day everybody turns to ashes in that centerpiece Especially if you in the streets wrestling with this industry Like Pastor Mason learned, this shit'll pull you out your ministry Let them niggas pour the wool over your eyes for infinity I'm the one that clears your vision, therefore I am not the enemy Unless you catch me off the Hennessy and your moves is kinda finicky I will showcase my skill set to its maximum ability And I ain't practicing humility in no maximum facility Open a cell to live in hell and hope it match with my agility And all that hostility never ends with y'all killing me Black Beetle, I can't just let you John Lennon me [Chorus: The Game & DJ Drama] Crips and Bloods, that's if you're still living Get on down to this Mike & Keys rhythm Crips and Bloods, that's if you're still living Get on down, do these burpees like it's prison Crips and Bloods, that's if you're still living Get on down, get on down Mike & Keys sound so soulful Game, talk to 'em! [Verse 2: The Game] My OG told me, gang bangin' like second hand smoke And if the clock got a second hand, the second hand broke Type of shit I never recommend, it's weapons and dope You either turn the records in or let that EFN go You gotta lit this shit to love this shit Watch who you thuggin' and who you brothers with Watch who you slide up under covers with It could be government or undercover shit With intentions to break the covenant I'm on some other shit Han Solo, red polo, Death Row chain in the low low screamin' out yolo No body wins when the family feuds, it's four four fours Cannon smoke like Palo Santo and that go for both coasts Even Toronto in my poncho when I'm skiing no slopes Niggas become Alonso whenever they lose they mojo First person shooter catch it on a GoPro Go loco on niggas with motors, watch you die in slow-mo, uh [Chorus: The Game] Crips and Bloods, that's if you're still living Get on down to this Mike & Keys rhythm Crips and Bloods, that's if you're still living Get on down, do these burpees like it's prison Crips and Bloods, that's if you're still living Get on down, get on down (Gangsta Grillz) [Outro: DJ Drama] Game and Drama took too long to happen So we had to double up on you niggas!
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