Dr. Ama - No More Games lyrics

[Chorus: Dr. Ama] I'mma make the whole world know my name I'mma take the microphone, show my flame Put rap in a chokehold, no more lames I'm oh so serious, no more games [Dr. Ama] Dark Skinned is ours, send express to shifty Cream 750, material chestnut Fresh cut, pa**enger, side chick, Scandinavian next month We them n***as, who gon' test us? Caught dude, ten MPH on the dash All crew, I stack the blow, ten on stash Old regime gleem, rulers of the tri-state We migrate to the club, where the coverage our rate Why hate, in the corner acting all irate Fix your face, keep your eyes straight, homey, cuz my apes Eat gorilla food, feed on goons, plotting on my cape Lead by the bang, so die by the bang is my fate Migrating, chasing that paper ridiculous Move meticulous, can't compare no crip to us So get with us, add on, with no crabs Costing to grab on, we be about it Snitches get they blab on, 7 O.D. to d**h Never jump sh**, rather put the fifth to the forehead early [Chorus 2X] [Dr. Ama] Kaboom, guess who stepped in the room? Dr. A-M-A, crept in your girls womb Feddi fiend, heavy green, way down the pickets I'm sick with this, make them fake sick with this, this year For dividends, easy work, work, get it in Simpletons Stapleton, S.I., crush simple men Simple and plain, mentals insane Credentials the grain, take heed, S.I.N.Y Where apes breed, thirsty, suffer from rehearsal Totable cake needs, straight cheese Cat pa** the Henny, white bowl, pa** the haze, please Best believe, I'mma rob something, clown n***as Try to squash beef, but me? Resolve nothing Mind define portable M-6, with stain clips With twin pulls ready for war, ready for war, get sent cause Pay with my life, label my life for yours Don't matter, two ki's, two hundred G's a breeze Fifty g's a sneeze, forty caliber squeeze No chatter, lay it flat, no flatter, matter fact, die snitch, die [Chorus 2X]