The Chemists Create - Sauce lyrics

[Intro: DJ Khaled] Ayo Game, this that '92 sh** We the Best dream team They don't want us to have sauce on these shrimps and steaks They don't want us on exotic islands swimming in the biggest oceans ever So you know what we gon' do? We gon' live it up to the fullest Ayo Game, talk that talk [Verse 1: The Game] In '05 Nas said I was the truth n***as thought I was from New York, n***as thought I was off the stoop Till I pulled up with Snoop like Dre did in "G Thang" Wasn't no limit after that so I did my Master P thing Middle fingers to my enemies Working on "The Documentary" with Nate Dogg sipping my Hennessy First thing I recorded was me and 50 "Hate It or Love It", I had more Cincinnati hats than Ken Griffey Whole hood had them Black Wall tats Me, Fase, G-Rod, where Buddha Ru and Frogg at? I put my hood on like it was cold as f** West side Cedar Block and n***as know what's up I'm with the sh** though, my album drop, I ball like a disco 15's in the Bentley, ba** hit hard like the Klitschko's Wrist glow, my b**h know I'm bipolar Half Gandhi, half schitzo but my 16's US missiles [Hook: The Game] Put some sauce on it Tell 'em put some sauce on it I think I put too much sauce on it The sauce is hot, the sauce is hot, hah The sauce is hot, the sauce is hot, hah The sauce is hot, the sauce is hot, hah The sauce is hot, the sauce is hot [Verse 2: The Game] Max B is the Wave God, I'm with the sauce though Never had 5 mics in my life so f** The Source ho As far as awards go, they gave away my Grammy Gave it to Missy, I was too gangster and they ain't understand me I had too much sauce Before my time I was too much boss In a Maybach with a mil, too much Ross My freshman cla**'ll whoop your freshman cla** a** It was me, Ye, Snowman, Banks, Buck, and Fab Everybody wore platinum cause everybody went platinum And you woulda thought The Unit was coached by Phil Jackson The N was raw, it's Tim McGraw Them Henny caps was spinnin' off You had beef and n***as saw you? They smacked you like a tennis ball We hit 'em off, invented ball Had b**hes wet in Senegal Showed n***as Lamborghini doors Before they had Aventadors I get it off, I've been a boss Gettin' bricks off in them rental cars I did it all but I'm spillin' sauce Can't stop blood like menopause [Hook: The Game] The sauce is hot, the sauce is hot, hah The sauce is hot, the sauce is hot, hah The sauce is hot, the sauce is hot, hah The sauce is hot, the sauce is hot, hah Put some sauce on it [Verse 3: The Game] Tossed the b**h salad last night with no ranch I like it sweet and sour cause I grew up off of Rosecrans Showed Kendrick his first Benz Showed Problem if n***as had a problem I jumped in I was a YG when YG was just a little n***a Had white b**hes swallowin' sauce up out of my Hilfiger's He's so Compton, n***as hate him, b**hes love 'em Bought my first Bentley and let Kim and Paris picked the colors Then we ga**ed off like NASCAR I done drove everything except Madagascar's My flow sick-ill, I'm off them bath salts I used to f** b**hes that Usher Raymond pa**ed off Then I f**ed three Kardashians, hold that thought I'm that raw, not that raw, Trojans on deck Like USA synchronized swimmers, I keep them hoes wet And if you havin' girl problems I feel bad for you son I got 99 problems but the sauce ain't one, hit me [Hook: The Game] The sauce is hot, the sauce is hot, hah The sauce is hot, the sauce is hot, hah The sauce is hot, the sauce is hot, hah The sauce is hot, the sauce is hot Put some sauce on it Tell 'em put some sauce on it I think I put too much sauce on it