The Game - 100 Bloods 100 Crips lyrics

(Demon Voice) Nu Jersey Devil (the game) Yeah muthaf**ers It's the muthaf**in Game Gu, gu,...gu,gu,gu,gu, G-Unit I got a hundred guns and a hundred clips n***a I'm in New York (New York) Wit a hundred Bloods and a hundred Crips Whenever I'm in New York (New York) I got a hundred guns and a hundred clips n***a, I'm in New York (New York) Ride wit a hundred Bloods and a hundred Crips Whenever I'm in New York (New York) Everybody wanna know why he got beef Cause in my dreams I talked to 'Pac and B.I.G Got on the plane hopin that the NYC It's me behind these bars like Chi-Ali n***as want me to D-i-e Been there, done that Woke up from a coma on 3 I.V's Eyes on the throne, somebody in my seat Fiddlin with rap like Miri Ben-ari I scoop up Swizz, drive thru the Bronx and get Jada on the phone My next stop is Yonkers After that its Harlem, why? Cause im a certified gangsta And Jim Jones' throwin a Blood party Red bandanas from 93rd to 115th and Lennox It's the sequel to Menace Oh Lord, he done went O-Dog Made 50's beef his and knocked 'em both off [Hook] New aftermath chain on, thats the bling Stones yellow and black - he a Latin King Mira me king ton el jefe Simone Translation: I get money off ringtones King Blood, even though I used to sling d** when I see snoop he tell me "Keep doin your thing cuz" I do it cause I love it Do it for the n***as that don't know the difference between 'Chuck Taylors' and chuckers I'm a gangsta tell Remy Martin I wanna f** her Thats what I call a championship game at the Rucker Ya'll want beef? change the subject You ain't got no stars like the flag of the Dominican Republic After Angie's show I was finna to get the bus And catch a cab to a house and ask any n***a hustlin I ain't got to live in New York all my life to know the A and D train go to Washington Heights [Hook] Left the VMA awards, went back to the hood Streets is talkin - 'Game got slapped by Suge' False, I was face to face wit him Media wanna criticize the Game Like he had Ma$e wit him He a hood n***a that ain't ever try to snake n***as Walk thru the 5 boroughs never had jake with him Bake it how u want, ain't no cupcake in him Even Diddy know, I make the city glow Never had an album, never had his own video I was sellin crack while Ja was watchin 50 blow White tee shirt, converse and my dickies on Signed wit Dre recorded 150 songs Now the f**in hip hop police hatin Tryin to run me outta New York like Anthony Mason n***a I'll come and erase you Only n***a from california That'll come for they tongue wit a razor [Hook]