When I was fifteen old dope game I was told I went from pennies of the riders dank, ah (Riders dank, ah) Timin' ass think of slangin' (Think of griqua) Situation critical, phone home, home on my digital, call phone
Ya seen a of situations, for dangleations Invalid ghetto late ass registrations Boy, I you shit is pitiful, damn repentable, dead right I try to stay away artificial (Artificial) ass, pleather motherfuckin' individuals (Plastic ass, ah)
yo' game main 'Cuz things is changin' and yo game main Just use yo' brain main don't run the same
Exercise yo' main Fertilize yo' grass, get that cash yo' game main But you gotta it last
One lone loco rides away into the sunset but I done yet Respect yourself and wear your Keep your guard up 'cuz fools be up When you hittin' dips better check yo' And watch the and the Bloods and the Crips you choose, got ta pay your dues Keep one in the chamber the shoes always lose wheels beat rubber heels any day
Put the in your jeans and get the holes out ya halo Or you can stay broke while your homies is smokes And sippin' yak and dank and tellin' jokes, haha Pa-pap, pa-pap, fool you can that I worked too hard for to let you take a dime No pain, no gain, no change Prepare yourself for battle, exercise yo'
Exercise yo' main Make your grow don't you be no hoe low Exercise yo' game Keep your works on tight to yo' stash stay right and
Exercise yo' game Fertilize grass, playa get yo' cash yo' game main Playa get your coins, be Donald Goines Have heart, money, man, have heart, have money man Ya
I got next you wanna run with me (Yeap) Well, I don't playas in the paint who can't do nuttin fo' me Show me, get down, nigga, we can make sumpim' (Right, yeah) I'm west coast, eastside east hood slum gangsta Niggaz say you to be affiliated (Yeah) Well, let me warn you, I'm the kind of that's really hated
I'm rated X like E-40, Coolio, and KAM, sprinkle like talcum You want to money in the game, well, let me show you How to do for self 'cuz ain't nobody do this for you Oh, you like lint, if you waitin' on the mystery God 'Cuz ain't nobody give you shit, you gotsta get up, off yo' ass And put yourself in heaven on earth, you pass And exercise yo' game, exercise yo' game,
Peep game from a young ass, on the one way to the gas got the indo mixed with hash Monday through Sunday and all I fiend for my paper, my fed, and my Ain't no busters or no suckers on my or in my mattress Just call me the Pimp and you can me the Rat Watch my feet hit the tracks it, ain't no lookin'
I'm on a mission tryin' to put my fuckin' on the map But these don't know the half Runnin' with riff but I got some game for your bitch ass 'Cuz game is weaker than an anorexic I exercised my game I had my game perfected I the game on paper then I put the game on record You better it nigga don't you every disrespect it
E X C E, R I S E, Y O G A, M E for 40 day in the house better exercise yo' game Exercise yo'
heart, have money main, have heart, have money, man Exercise yo' main Make money grow don't you be no hoe low Exercise yo' main your works on tight to make your stash stay right and
Exercise yo' main Fertilize your grass, playa get that and yo' game main But you gotta it last (Make it last)
All day e'ry E-40 and tha motherfuckin' right PMD Crowbar, 9 Uh, huh
40 That's time, motherfucka In ass Bugsy De Uh, huh We don't
My Kam We quit a motherfucka, we on hit, the Bay to L.A. Motherfucka All the way to Yo' game orientate in
Niggaz all on my Clickalications, I'm pervin' Oh E'ry time we do, don't let us in we breakin' in fool This is I do Yeah, E-40, Coolio, the 40 Thevz, my Kam, goddamn Yeah, Barr 9 in the