Game Over - It Ain't Enough lyrics

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Game Over - It Ain't Enough lyrics

I said We going all out Wa**up I said we going all out Wa**up I said we going all out Game Squad ------------Verse 1------------------ I been dressing in all black But haters been hating on it- what Counting stacks stead of facts And checks with numbers on it Addressing all this bullsh** And effing with some new chicks Bumpin on the exclusive And kicking with some new kicks They say Let the beat rock Let be the rock Talking duffle bags And plastic but only visa Check it The n***a balling automatically Making my own style Instead of being inside a pedigree (Uh) Life is party so we go loud It ain't enough Untill we get enough Gotta stacks my papers up I know you acting up Sayn that you got j**els n***a not you, I'm talking to those That act loose Gucci, prada and things Shining diamonds "that bling" I been packing them thangs That why chicks mess with Me Now it's time get all out Put you hands up Lets run like it's own house ----------Hook---------- I said we all going out (it ain't enough until we get enough) --------------Verse 2----------- Verse 2 Internationally known, the world love me Game's over so the chapter is gone I told you homie We going all out Like we owning the campus Picture a brother running this Like a marching band anthem Making a mil for the track So the car is always black I'm checking out the states With 2 flags Coming from the hood Now I represent my block You had you chance but you now blew it Now this n***a took you spot (Uh) I came around like that Waving my hands in the air Fresh low cuts Nominated a Platinum player Check up songs Now I'm on live television Ignored by many But this n***a had a vision I have a dream to bee seen Inside a maybach With a couple girls Tryn to get me lay backs[lay back] Now it's time get all out Put you hands up Lets run this like it's our own house (UUUUUH) -----------------Hook--------------- [what you said?] I said we going all out It ain't enough until we get enough -------------Verse 3------------ So this Is how it goes Move fast & drop it slow Slow it down but when the beat Starts you better go I'm flipping all these dollars Now everybody wanna holla They giving me phone numbers But i ain't even gonna call her So all my ladies Do it, do it until u can't get enough And all my fellas Hustle until you get ur papers up Another day is here So another dollar comes Money and fame is over rated So I'll just deal this with my gun (pow) As I get in the club People giving me head shots Get it? Another shoot going into head Blue lights in the cealing Looking like I'm in a dream So I just hit it And let my body go into rest So when I wake up People try to say that I went outta line I wish they could re-say that Cuz now it's time to get All out Put your hands up Let's run this like it's our own house (Uh) Game Over I been dressing in all black But haters been hating on it- what Counting stacks stead of facts And checks with numbers on it Addressing all this bullsh** And effing with some new chicks Bumpin on the exclusive And kicking with some new kicks They say Let the beat rock Let be the rock Talking duffle bags And plastic but only visa Check it The n***a balling automatically Making my own style Instead of being inside a pedigree (Uh) Life is party so we go loud It ain't enough Untill we get enough Gotta stacks my papers up I know you acting up Sayn that you got j**els n***a not you, I'm talking to those That act loose Gucci, prada and things Shining diamonds "that bling" I been packing them thangs That why chicks mess with Me Now it's time get all out Put you hands up Lets run like it's own house ----------Hook---------- I said we all going out (it ain't enough until we get enough) --------------Verse 2----------- Verse 2 Internationally known, the world love me Game's over so the chapter is gone I told you homie We going all out Like we owning the campus Picture a brother running this Like a marching band anthem Making a mil for the track So the car is always black I'm checking out the states With 2 flags Coming from the hood Now I represent my block You had you chance but you now blew it Now this n***a took you spot (Uh) I came around like that Waving my hands in the air Fresh low cuts Nominated a Platinum player Check up songs Now I'm on live television Ignored by many But this n***a had a vision I have a dream to bee seen Inside a maybach With a couple girls Tryn to get me lay backs[lay back] Now it's time get all out Put you hands up Lets run this like it's our own house (UUUUUH) -----------------Hook--------------- [what you said?] I said we going all out It ain't enough until we get enough -------------Verse 3------------ So this Is how it goes Move fast & drop it slow Slow it down but when the beat Starts you better go I'm flipping all these dollars Now everybody wanna holla They giving me phone numbers But i ain't even gonna call her So all my ladies Do it, do it until u can't get enough And all my fellas Hustle until you get ur papers up Another day is here So another dollar comes Money and fame is over rated So I'll just deal this with my gun (pow) As I get in the club People giving me head shots Get it? Another shoot going into head Blue lights in the cealing Looking like I'm in a dream So I just hit it And let my body go into rest So when I wake up People try to say that I went outta line I wish they could re-say that Cuz now it's time to get All out Put your hands up Let's run this like it's our own house (Uh) Game Over

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