Testo The Game - Dru Down
Testo della canzone The Game (Dru Down), tratta dall'album Can You Feel Me
Yeah, C&H
Kickin' it with my nigga Dru Down
Spittin' some of this game
The way the game goes
The closest some of you niggas got to a real hoe
Is on HBO
So sit back and listen
To the way it went back in the day
This game is not an adventure
So when you stake your claim
Do it in the name of the game
Back in the 80's
True niggas claimed the game
Today you have a bunch of lames
Who have butchered the game
There ain't no real play
When you make your own rules around the way
Niggas that sin
They were sent to the pen
A lot that said they didn't
I seen em in San Quentin
A nigga put a hoe to the test
If that bitch fell or slipped
We put that bitch under pimp arrest
A nigga had Mary on Gary
Miss Child on Pound
I'm sure pimps will agree
That pussy is a motherfuckin' public necessity
Like beer and wine
It will sell any motherfuckin' time
A true pimp is never out of socket
Cause he keeps his motherfuckin' dick in his pocket
Now check this out
Come here my dear
I'm like Christmas, bitch!
I only come once a motherfuckin' year
If the bitch runs off
And I catch her alone
I will charge that bitch for every motherfuckin' day she gone
Back in the 80's
There was a lot of pimps on the ball
I used to drop bitches off in motherfuckin' U-Hauls
Pimps was all across the nation
We was givin' hoes mental medication
So all you suckers
That thought pimpin' was a disaster
It was only for a chosen few
That could master
Yeah
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Writer(s): Curtis Mayfield, Christopher Hicks, Jamie Hassan
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