Gameova

(Yukmouth)
Y'all in trouble, should've never fked with Yuk.
G-G-G-Gay Unit!
b*tch as* Game you could neva fk with Yuk you b*tch!(you b*tch).

(Chorus)
We keep them gats clappin' to a nigg* like En, fk G-Unit (fk em), you know the Game's about to end, Regine Life! We back up in this b*tch again, (nigg*)You can run with snitches or run with killaz and win.

(Yukmouth)
You ain't no thug, you a f*gg*t as* toungue ring mush face.
b*tch that won't talk that blood s**t in front of Suge face.
You ain't a Compton blood, M.O.B. mobbed out.
How you got a million when you livin' at yo mom's house?
On the interscope DVD at yo mom's house.
See me on my DVD drop coupe, rocked out!
This nigg* faker than Eminem on Wash house.
Come down South to get knocked out, popped out!
Watch Out! Make strategic movements, J Prince served and ran.
And G-Unit outta Houston.(p*ssy)
Y'all music, I peeped the blueprint.
Suge Knight slapped that nigg*, he didn't do s**t!
Got slapped 2 different times, he didn't do s**t!
Disrespect the Eazy tattoo, you ain't rufeless!
Dropped the album with JT, that didn't do s**t!
Now he mister hard body since he with the Unit.
Wanna beat my ass? Then prove it! What you gon do?
Sucker punch me and run, and D'mack for da gun?
I don't play dat!
I'll put you in da coffin with nuns, prayin' for you, you ain't Eazy-E's son.
Get off his d*ck!
That's why yo lips filled with Eazy-E cum.
How dis nigg* from the slums man he got an earring in his tongue.(haha) b*tch!
How i'm getting fked?
Droppes Benz, big spokes, nigg* gotta fk Yuk b*tch, Chris Hicks broke! Master biter, The Game the mark, the stainless heart.
I'll rip yo fkin' brain apart.
Tryin' to tell you at the club b*tch nigg* play yo part.
You dat b*tch nigg* of "Change Of Heart".
Tongue Ring!(you got a toungue ring nigg*).
You internet thug, the war ain't into it with ya, until I put some hollow tips in yo mug.
Why diss now?
You wadn't talkin' s**t in the club.
That's cute he tryin' to prove to 50 Cent he a thug.(Awwww)
Call 40 he'll let you know I devour boys.
And he let you know that my family is the flower boys.(what)
Ed Flowers, Joe Flowers, real power boy!
Got shot wit yo own s**t you a coward boy!
You runnin' wit snitches, you sleepin' wit fishes.
I'll put yo brains on dem fkin' new G-6's.(blat, blat)
Saw you in da club, wasn't talkin that slick s**t, so why wait three months to come wit some diss s**t?

(Chorus 2x)
(Yukmouth)
nigg*, sound phony as fk!
Yamean!
Regine Life!
nigg*!
Who you fkin' wit nigg*?
Blood don't know you nigg*!
Yadidimean!
You ain't M.O.B. nigg*!
You ain't no real blood, you fkin' basketball nigg*!
Yadidimean!

(Chorus #2 2x)
I know you get let me shine to get mine, this b*tch nigg* Game has stepped up on the line.
The boys in yo brain, yo brains is on the line, but I hope they don't let Yuk in wit his nine'

(Yukmouth)
I can't believe you nigg*.
I saw you at the club nigg*, I told you I had beef wit 50 Cent nigg*.
You said,"That's between y'all nigg*".
You said you didn't want no beef nigg*.
You gave a nigg* dab, I gave you dab, it was kool.
I thought we didn't have no beef nigg*.
You fkin' internet thug nigg*!
You keep gettin' slapped by Suge Knight nigg*!(b*tch)
You b*tch, you ain't no blood nigg*.
Yadidimean! fkin' coward nigg*!
Yamean, you got them tryin' to get you to rap against me nigg*?
I'm the king of the west nigg*, you fkin' poodle!
Get it right b*tch! Yadidimean!
I end careers baby! Look at Master P nigg*!
Every nigg*, I wrote on has been silent nigg*!
All my in L.A. is dem dats jackin' them at the club nigg*.
You know how we get down, you b*tch as* chump!(for real) nigg*!
That lil fake as* G-Unit chain you was holdin' on when you was talkin' to me, if you checked me why was you holdin' on your chain when we we talkin?
If you wanna box me, you gon' tuck yo chain, you ain't gon' hold yo chain, that's a b*tch move nigg*!
A b*tch move is showin' a nigg* yo gun and not usin' it, nigg* i'm not Joe Budden nigg*!
This is the mob nigg*!(yeah)
J Prince nigg*!(yeah)
You could neva come to Houston nigg*!
Neva come to the bay you b*tch!
Neva come to the midwest Chicago D!
Maan I tell you, you b*tch, my nigg* Speedy came to the Jim Jones video shoot and checked yo as* nigg*!
He said,"Bo and Yuk got beef nigg*".
And you said,"If 50 was to die today, i'm gettin' paid from a white boy at interscope nigg*".
Be real nigg*!(be real)
Let a nigg* know what really happened nigg*!(what really happened)
Quit fkin' wit me like that you b*tch! nigg*!
And I don't box I hit wit glockz in da head you b*tch!
Do all that I do nigg*.
Yadidimean!
It's the Oakland on mine nigg*, Regine life nigg*.
Yeah you see me in my Benz you b*tch.

(Music Stops)
I got jewelry for everyday of the week punk.
fk that lil as* yellow-gold, whatever the fk you rockin' with, step yo s**t up b*tch!
Hand-me-down jewelry nigg*.
And Compton ain't fkin' wit you!
Chump!
You fkin bum, i'm outta here nigg* you... see dis s**t on da forum you chump!
Internet as* thug.
(Gunshot)