In seventy-two I started to walk
Seventy-three
Seventy-four
Seventy-five
I learned to talk
Seventy-six I tried sexing
That was around the age of five
Seventy-seven
Seventy-eight
And seventy-nine
I started to ride
With my
Uncle Ike
In eighty and eighty-one
I was about ten
But the first time a little chick
Made me cum
Was eighty-two
Or eighty-three
My life really came alive
In eighty-four
I was thirteen
But
Nineteen eighty-five's
The number
I met this bitch
Who told me if I got tight with her
Together we would grow rich
Type of chick
That'll make a brother
Feel good inside
In my mind when I'm sleep
Woke
When I walk
When I ride
Getting to me in the classroom
Used to follow me into the bathroom
And I loved it
She was wild
And everyday
People bore me
Captivate
Activate my hormones
When you speak to me
Softly
Offer me
A piece of you
'Cause
Me so horny
She let me foreplay
And that's it
She said
If I would rap
And make some dollars for us
Maybe I can get a hit
I was writing
Then I found myself fighting
For the juices
When I found out
That our little agreement's
Non-exclusive
Ah damn
She let celebrity status hit
So I'm thinking of tactics
How to leave ran down
Prophylatics
On the mattress
So I practice
Hoping to stuff my fat dick
In this rap bitch
Knowing when I stuff my cactus
In that catfish
Imma flat shit
She's turning me into a killer
Devour fools
I'm powerful
Like Mecha-Godzilla
She said
If I keep rapping
She'll keep clapping
But ain't nobody strapping
Till she see paper
And then we'll see what's happening
And I hear her say
You heard of Tech
He's like the best
He built his nest
In the Midwest
The boy can flow
And he be busting like
Boom boom
It's like I'm stuck
I feel I'm cursed
About to load the N9na
Tech cause in a sec
I'm finna be busting like
Boom boom
[repeat]
[2nd Verse]
Ninety-three
She invited me
To a party in L.A.
So popular
She introduced me to
2Pac the next day
She took me to this party
In Beverly Hills
Where me and Chris Tucker
Couldn't get in
Because of our ball caps
And they was all about dollar bills
She was a G
And got us all in for free
Ran into Pac again
She talked about him so tough
I knew she was cocking him
But I never did hate
Because I knew
Heated sex
Was our fate
As I got clever
And a lot better
She started letting me and my boys
Hit together
Me and Pac hit the slot
Now it's out in the open
Didn't take long
To make her get it on
Came on strong
And Thugs Get Lonely too
Was our slogan
She wanted me
And Chino XL
But he backed off
And said that's hell
He don't dip into every female
Waiting to exhale
With a
Wet tail
Wish I could be with baby
Daily
But I recall
The Veteran Click saying
Tech
Don't turn a tramp into your
Lady
I don't know why
I want this bitch
She always dis and
Won't let me
Showcase my shit
This bitch is driving N9na
Crazy
[Hook]
You heard of Tech
He's like the best
He built his nest
In the midwest
And he be busting like
Boom boom
It's like I'm stuck
I feel I'm cursed
About to load the N9na
Tech cause in a sec
I'm finna be busting
Boom boom
[repeat]
[3rd Verse]
Fuck this
I'm ready for
One on one ruckus
Still she like
Don't touch this
When I'm alone with her
It's on
When the bone hit her
Get her
Hoeing off in L.A.
With my folks
Me and Yuk, Phats, Gonz
L Q Max Key
Hella knocking your back out
Bitch
Long strokes
You a nympho
Who the pimps though
Me and Roger Troutman
Had you at Juan Momma house
Shouting
Through the talk box
You exhaust cocks
And you ought not
Ever get caught hot
Why she always gotta have the vault lock
Kinda mad when I really
Thought back
Me and Rza hit that ass
On the video set
Why did we hit
Raw
Bitch told us
How she fucked
Eminem
Kool G
KRS
Monch
Exhibit and
All
Type a niggas
When Felony fucked
He said
What what what what
I was next in line
Right after he busted his
Nut nut nut nut
I heard
My homey Rodney say
She want me and Lynch to hit
Sac and MO dick
And she said she wanted it so bad
Cause we so sick
I saw you at 92.3
The Beat
With Jay-Z and Damon
I know at times
I'm hella complex
But now Imma put it in lamens
I wanna fuck you
Not with Jimmy Jam
Not with Terry Lewis
Not with Quincy Jones
Not with QD3
Just me and you
And Imma show you all the things
That I can do
Go platinum plus
Get trapped in your lust
So I'm hoping me and you can
Bang bang
I know you're a groupie hoe
But I still
Want your coochie though
Before I go
I want you to tell these people
Your name
Rap Game
I was born in seventy-one In seventy-two I started to walk Seventy-three Seventy-four Seventy-five I learned to talk Seventy-six I tried sexing That was around the age of five Seventy-seven Seventy-eight And seventy-nine I started to ride With my Uncle Ike In eighty and eighty-one I was about ten But the first time a little chick Made me cum Was eighty-two Or eighty-three My life really came alive In eighty-four I was thirteen But Nineteen eighty-five's The number I met this bitch Who told me if I got tight with her Together we would grow rich Type of chick That'll make a brother Feel good inside In my mind when I'm sleep Woke When I walk When I ride Getting to me in the classroom Used to follow me into the bathroom And I loved it She was wild And everyday People bore me Captivate Activate my hormones When you speak to me Softly Offer me A piece of you 'Cause Me so horny She let me foreplay And that's it She said If I would rap And make some dollars for us Maybe I can get a hit I was writing Then I found myself fighting For the juices When I found out That our little agreement's Non-exclusive Ah damn She let celebrity status hit So I'm thinking of tactics How to leave ran down Prophylatics On the mattress So I practice Hoping to stuff my fat dick In this rap bitch Knowing when I stuff my cactus In that catfish Imma flat shit She's turning me into a killer Devour fools I'm powerful Like Mecha-Godzilla She said If I keep rapping She'll keep clapping But ain't nobody strapping Till she see paper And then we'll see what's happening And I hear her say You heard of Tech He's like the best He built his nest In the Midwest The boy can flow And he be busting like Boom boom It's like I'm stuck I feel I'm cursed About to load the N9na Tech cause in a sec I'm finna be busting like Boom boom [repeat] [2nd Verse] Ninety-three She invited me To a party in L.A. So popular She introduced me to 2Pac the next day She took me to this party In Beverly Hills Where me and Chris Tucker Couldn't get in Because of our ball caps And they was all about dollar bills She was a G And got us all in for free Ran into Pac again She talked about him so tough I knew she was cocking him But I never did hate Because I knew Heated sex Was our fate As I got clever And a lot better She started letting me and my boys Hit together Me and Pac hit the slot Now it's out in the open Didn't take long To make her get it on Came on strong And Thugs Get Lonely too Was our slogan She wanted me And Chino XL But he backed off And said that's hell He don't dip into every female Waiting to exhale With a Wet tail Wish I could be with baby Daily But I recall The Veteran Click saying Tech Don't turn a tramp into your Lady I don't know why I want this bitch She always dis and Won't let me Showcase my shit This bitch is driving N9na Crazy [Hook] You heard of Tech He's like the best He built his nest In the midwest And he be busting like Boom boom It's like I'm stuck I feel I'm cursed About to load the N9na Tech cause in a sec I'm finna be busting Boom boom [repeat] [3rd Verse] Fuck this I'm ready for One on one ruckus Still she like Don't touch this When I'm alone with her It's on When the bone hit her Get her Hoeing off in L.A. With my folks Me and Yuk, Phats, Gonz L Q Max Key Hella knocking your back out Bitch Long strokes You a nympho Who the pimps though Me and Roger Troutman Had you at Juan Momma house Shouting Through the talk box You exhaust cocks And you ought not Ever get caught hot Why she always gotta have the vault lock Kinda mad when I really Thought back Me and Rza hit that ass On the video set Why did we hit Raw Bitch told us How she fucked Eminem Kool G KRS Monch Exhibit and All Type a niggas When Felony fucked He said What what what what I was next in line Right after he busted his Nut nut nut nut I heard My homey Rodney say She want me and Lynch to hit Sac and MO dick And she said she wanted it so bad Cause we so sick I saw you at 92.3 The Beat With Jay-Z and Damon I know at times I'm hella complex But now Imma put it in lamens I wanna fuck you Not with Jimmy Jam Not with Terry Lewis Not with Quincy Jones Not with QD3 Just me and you And Imma show you all the things That I can do Go platinum plus Get trapped in your lust So I'm hoping me and you can Bang bang I know you're a groupie hoe But I still Want your coochie though Before I go I want you to tell these people Your name Rap Game Explain Request ×
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