The Game - Enemy lyrics

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The Game - Enemy lyrics

Bullet, Bullet. Dont bullet if u ain't gonna use her, bullet, bullet, bullet, bullet, bullet, bullet Bullet, Bullet. Dont bullet if u ain't gonna use her, bullet, bullet, bullet, bullet Pick up, pick up, this i stick up, stick up Nobody do something to pick up pick up Call 911, nobody pick up, pick, cuz the goverment dont care about n***as, n***as In the hood turn n***as to cop k**ers, k**ers We come through ridin' on them three wheelas, wheelas It k**s to be k**ed in my village, village For the love of the money, them cat pillars, pillars We run trough your hood like godzilla, godzilla With guns big enough to k** gorilla, gorilla In the club we shinin' Vivi es' diamonds,and we still bad boys like Mary o' Winders We hotter than the f**ing shinshilla, shilla We strap but don't tell it to the squilla, squilla Them omkeinsta gangstas don't fill up, fill up Snitch boys get buck 50, and the grillem', grillem' Chorus Enemy Line, Enemy Line. Dont be caught with your chopper in the enemy line Enemy Line, Enemy Line, how there in Compton, the Enemy Line Bullet, Bullet. Dont bullet if u ain't gonna use her, bullet, bullet, bullet, bullet, bullet, bullet Bullet, Bullet.Dont bullet if u ain't gonna use her, bullet, bullet, bullet, bullet Coralian is the ultimate high, who gon' stop shottas, the gun datters They give me one more chance like BIG Poppa, to make it hotter But who's hotter than a rude boy that goes after rasta... faraian Me and my entourage walk up in the party and smoke that b**h out like a Ducati and I'm nicked to the n***a that pulls triggers like treasures I push your blood klaat head, for that f**ing Rolex Then past the millimeter to left front side Rude boys never die, we multiply Me and Damian Marley, Wyclef and the fogy homies in Kingston (Pick up, pick up the bad man there) Twentytwo bullets, but not lettin' into England n******gs starting to singing, drama what we bring them G-money makers, no time for the haters Cuz hustla in Jamacia, right in Jamaica Bullet, Bullet. Dont bullet if u ain't gonna use her, bullet, bullet, bullet, bullet, bullet, bullet Bullet, Bullet.Dont bullet if u ain't gonna use her, bullet, bullet, bullet, bullet Me a di not get it with no fo to eatin'......

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