Sherm Stick

[Hook: Game]

I got the sherm stick

You know once you hit once

You gone wanna hit twice

It'll fuck you up and shit

Have you feeling like you walking on ice

I get ya Marlboro dipped

(What, What)

Ya Newport dipped

(What)

I get ya Camel dipped

[Verse 1: Game]

Walk with me through the ghost town

Compton, Cali-forn-ia

Where it goes down

A bunch of Pookies

A bunch of Richard Pryor's

Game give em' the holy ghost

Without no choir

He don't serve em' less he pat em' for wires

He knows to many niggas with priors

Get em' wet like 2 fingers

I ain't lying

If it dry up

Back to the Maytag with fire

If he dyin'

I'm in the Maybach supplyin'

He get rock from David

Like he Goliath

So open your ghetto bible

Fiends in the cemetery lookin for thriller

Just call me the ghetto Micheal

I got gallons

But we don't discuss prices

Red top

Blue top

Pink ones for different clients

You ever seen heron fiends

In the field chargin the Game

Like Naytron Means

On the hood of a cop car

Quick to say I'm clean

Freaks come out at night

But ain't shit on daytime fiends

Know mean

I stretch on the block like Yao Ming

Doc, I got a problem

I can't turn down fiends

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Game]

I'm a drug dealer

What the fuck could I say

I can't stop selling PCP

Out the CLK

If it's a drought

I be okay

Run the rock in Buffalo

I be OJ

It ain't no limit

Thats why the fiends on me mane

One hit'll make you feel like you could lift an army tank

You know me

The kid who sold yayo by the bank

Now I'm getting off 50's like Yayo and Banks

And it's back to the hood again

Red riding hood again

Hopping over project fences with the goods again

Running through alleys

Scuffing my Air Forces

Choppin karats

While sending my demo in to The Source

Standin at news stands

Drug dealing

Reading XXL

Desert Eagle under the XXL

But now it's back to the drive-bys

And air in the rifle

Cause niggas singing in the hood like American Idol

[Hook]