The Game - I Don't Like Remix (Freestyle) lyrics

[Verse 1: The Game] Stepped off of that G6 Hit the club on that G sh** You see the belt, that's a G b**h And I'm 'bout to k** Chief Keef sh** Just k**ed my n***a Meek sh** Then I k**ed my n***a French sh** Got a french b**h, no friendship And she giving my dick a french kiss A f** n***a that's that sh** I don't like Arm hanging out the window Of that black Ghost with them chrome pipes Tell them n***as it's gon' be a long night b**hes wanna chill, we gon' need some more ice Shout out to John Wall, man that n***a nice Club leaning n***a, we gon' need some more Sprite Real n***a in these Ray-Bans f** the judge we don't take stands Tape Feds, we don't shake hands Put a gap in your mouth, Strahan Hundred racks in these cargos Push the bu*ton, these cars go Six cradle that 'Lago Six spades, black card ho Got homies out in Chicago With that full clip on that bullsh** Dang n***a, that's Rozay Moving packs on 'em in MJs I got a thick b**h with a thin waist Got a condo where something slim stay Got a Rolex Presidente Got black diamonds, Kunta Kinte Hot boy like Turk and them Hot wheels, we swerving them Next year we getting Deron Williams Gon' do Lebron like Dirk and them [Verse 2: Chris Brown] A f** n***a that's that sh** I don't like They throwin' bottles, I'm throwin' models, just cause I gave a b**h long pipe Doing shows on the soccer field, that's dome right I be singing, he be singing so it's on, sight But hold up, I ain't give a n***a no green light This head up, my bread up, one on one, What you scared bruh? Huh, matter fact take care bruh, you a p**y n***a My n***a Tunechi yeah that n***a nice Shout out to Nicki man that a** tight Them eyebrows, man them sh**s is yikes! OVO you overdose, screaming YOLO, no I live twice (Laughs) sorry