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    "Game Over" Lyrics

    Scarface feat. Dr. Dre, Ice Cube and Too $hort

    Genre:Hip-Hop, Rap
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    [Intro: Too $hort]
    Man, what's up with these niggaz out here
    Mad at us cause we on top
    I love to see niggaz gettin money
    Better get it while the gettin is good
    Get it while you can, man
    And stop hatin me, fuckin with my shit cuz I got more hustle than you
    Get yours, get yours baby

    [Verse One: Dr. Dre]
    I'm seeing millions, niggaz dont understand
    know what? Im makin moves, puttin cash behind plans
    to blow up, will he style like this
    everyday I parlay, sip Henne and Tanqueray
    stay in the mix like Alezay
    V.I.P., my shit parked valet
    on the prowl again to get honies familiar with the smile again
    some try to assault Dre, its still cavi
    Im eatin steak while they struggle to break the slave mentality
    I givin livin definition long as my hearts tickin
    I fought and made the world listen
    Whatever fly Dr. Dre invented
    turn on the box and let my son watch these studio clowns on 60 inches
    I push a rover, shit platinum before the sessions over
    rap master with the Houston heat holder
    these playas best to get they shit in check
    cuz when I get my hustle on aint no playin with a full deck

    [Chorus: Ice Cube]
    Lord please, murda my enemies (Yeah)
    Burn em at a thousand degrees
    And lord please let me make mo cheese
    Cuz I aint quite ready to leave (No)
    [repeat 2X]

    [Verse Two: Scarface]
    Buck the whole world
    meant that, gotta stay strapped
    cuz 99.9 a niggaz, carry they gats
    Super fist fightin shit might come down to dyin
    When the time comes down for the tryin I got nine
    reasons why niggaz shouldnt step in my face
    with the nonsense, cause I'm always heated and you can taste this
    Audi little something out the seams a my trousers
    with no hesitation I got a team to come clown ya
    I down ya, so let your people know what they face
    with the type of individual thatll bomb a sub-station
    Kaboom! and everybody dies outside
    there aint no escapin the Reaper so dont try
    Go ahead, close ya eyes, who the next to step?
    Face down, hit, bleedin on the steps a death
    Check yo self, you just been invaded by true soldiers
    December 31st, 96 (the game is over)


    (I've got all my life to live, plus with all my love to give)

    [Verse Three: Dr. Dre, Scarface ]
    Smokin weed I never trail, I lead
    spendin dough, tripped the cost of a ride like it was pocket money, Gs
    but these are the things real playas do
    talkin shit is real things that the hatas do
    I'm namin you
    shit's thick, its time to run for shelter
    I kept the word, things could happen to marks like it was helter skelter

    Dear diary, I'm runnin outta pages
    Fadin, in and out, takin purple hazes
    The dazes, Revelations in the last stages
    Red skys institute, the silent horns playin
    Im prayin with tears in my eyes
    Cuz I'm tryin to make it into eternal peace without dyin
    But they eyein my bank account with beams on my rover
    the killa failed to launch his attack (the game is over)

    This song was submitted on July 27th, 2009 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Brad Jordan, O'shea Jackson, Richard S. III Vick, Andre Young.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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