The Game - Scared Now lyrics

Ft. Meek Mill Who the f** scared now? Look who the f** there now Had to hit him with the shotty n***a Another dead f**ing body n***a Gansters, it’s just how we roll Jesus Piece, and it’s out of gold Versace polo and a pound of dro Hop in that ghost, and it’s adios Who the f** scared now? Who the f** scared now? Chased that n***a down, put him on worldstar b**h n***a got away, in his girl’s car Put that p**y on the net like a p**nstar Another weenie with bread, he a corndog Put 3 holes in his head, like a bowling ball sponsored links I’m out the gutter switching lanes in a stolen car f** the feds, cause a n***a got a murder charge f** it though, I made the cover of the murder dog Dress up like the pizza man, load the desert eagle and I don’t just hit ya team, I wet the whole bleachers. Damn Specialize in the murder game Documentary sh**, back to Hurricane Tell a n***a Who the f** scared now? Look who the f** there now Had to hit him with the shotty n***a Another dead f**ing body n***a Gansters, it’s just how we roll Jesus Piece, and it’s out of gold Versace polo and a pound of dro Hop in that ghost, and it’s adios Who the f** scared now? Who the f** scared now? I’m the most feared rap n***a Like a Just Blaze beat, i’ll clap n***as This ain’t a Just Blaze beat, this ain’t rap n***a Voletta Wallace lost her son to a gat n***a What if I told y’all I know who k**ed Biggie dog? I ain’t no snitch but if I did it ain’t no Biggie dog Cause that’s Biggie dog All that’s coming out the mouth of the n***a you used to know as being 50′s dog But I got tired of being 50′s dog Had to break my chain and cut that n***a 50 off Whole team celebrating, label on my dick hard Interscope asking “would I take 50′s call” Hello? Put up 10 mill for a real n***a Drop this joint album and we’ll k** n***as Who the f** scared now? Look who the f** there now Had to hit him with the shotty n***a Another dead f**ing body n***a Gansters, it’s just how we roll Jesus Piece, and it’s out of gold Versace polo and a pound of dro Hop in that ghost, and it’s adios Who the f** scared now? Who the f** scared now? Meek Milly All these n***as claiming they OG, my young boy’s will murder them Cold shooters, that 16, and they ain’t ever even hear of them I slide through, I get a bird of them And they drive through, and they serving them These n***as talking that beef sh**, I put bread on it, no burger bun We walk up in this b**h like “what?” Rollie on my wrist lights up Told these n***as “can’t do it like us” Ciroc boy, and I do it like Puff With 100 bottles, 100 models No twitter, we come to follow Straight shots and no moscato I f** them hoes, don’t give a f** bout em Now tell me who’s scared now? Shots fired, man down Dead bodies get found That chopper clip spits rounds And real n***as get murdered Top dogs get it first He came to me in that benz, and he left from here in a herse Woah! Who the f** scared now? Look who the f** there now Had to hit him with the shotty n***a Another dead f**ing body n***a Gansters, it’s just how we roll Jesus Piece, and it’s out of gold Versace polo and a pound of dro Hop in that ghost, and it’s adios Who the f** scared now? Who the f** scared now?