Exclusively
The Game Lyrics

Exclusively, ridin on them deuces G
Riding on two wheels while talking about how you used to plan things, exclusively.

Talkin 'bout what your gameplan used to be
Discussing the methods you used to use to plan things in the past

They got us choppin up game through the fog and smoke
Speaking in coded words through the haze of drugs and darkness

We came a long way but still we got so far to go
We've made progress, but there's a long way left to travel

Yeah I know I got 4 to go, so with these bars I flow
There are four more bars until the verse ends, so he's going to rap with urgency

At a pace for the papes I thank y'all should know
Rapping quickly to please his fans and earn money

I lace it properly for property, it really ain't no stoppin me
He's rapping in a skillful way to gain more wealth and success

And plus I'm tryin to get my money on like Monopoly
He's trying to accumulate wealth as if he's playing a game of Monopoly

Politickin economy, if I could be a made nigga
Making strategic moves to benefit himself financially, and wishing he was a made man in the mafia

Smokin on e'ry nigga, balled out paid nigga
He has money and status, and enjoys smoking marijuana

Keepin it real, I'm still deep in the field
Staying true to himself, he is still entrenched in the rap world

Deep with the skills for the bills
He has the talent needed to make money

I got the million dollar mouthpiece with no gold grill
He can talk himself into wealth without having to show off flashy jewelry

I bring the thrill like Will Clark
He brings excitement to his fans like a famous baseball player

I will bust I will spark and flame in the booth
He will perform with intensity and fire in the recording studio

You blind you shoulda saw it when I came in the booth
His talent and skill were obvious from the moment he started rapping

I serve the thunder, that shit that'll brang in the roof
He creates powerful music that will make the audience go wild

My niggaz, stack riches, mack bitches
His associates accumulate wealth and have sex with many women

Blow fast Swishers with my folks, act vicious with my folks
They smoke cigars quickly and act tough with their associates

Sav livin with my vo-cals, Outlaw like my nigga No-ble
He lives life as a hip-hop artist and is affiliated with outlaws like Young Noble

Fuckin bad bitches at the hotel
He has sex with attractive women at hotels

There's nothin to a boss, man we live it up
As a boss, he enjoys a lavish lifestyle

Smash for the cash and respect so when we mash niggaz give it up
He fights for money and respect, and intimidates others into showing him both

I got no time for that fake shit
He has no patience or tolerance for insincere people

Jersey to the Bay niggaz thuggin even bitches thinkin they sick
Even women are involved in the dangerous culture of street life from New Jersey to the Bay Area

So nigga basically the world is a ghetto
The world is a place of poverty and crime, no matter where you go

Play a nigga out his scratch, he gon' be twirled in a meadow
If someone loses all their money, they might as well be dead and buried in a meadow

I keep it real with niggaz that be true to me
He maintains genuine relationships with those who are loyal and trustworthy

There's nothin you can do to me
His strength and power protect him from harm

My crew is deep and real niggaz rule the streets
He has a large and authentic crew who dominates the streets

Lace your Timbs, polish your gators, we like odds in Vegas
Put on your Timberlands and clean your alligator skin shoes, we enjoy taking risks in Las Vegas

You can't ball then it's probably the haters
If you can't succeed, it's likely because of the people who hate you

Can't breathe then it's probably the desert, if you a gangster or not
If you can't handle the harsh desert environment, you're not cut out for the criminal lifestyle

I give a fuck dawg, bullets is hot
He doesn't care, he's willing to use deadly force

And every nigga gon' cry when he hit
Everyone will cry when they are shot

The more pain the more blood drain, he ain't survivin shit
The more someone suffers, the more they will bleed and eventually die

And your niggaz ain't gon' ride for shit, they know
His associates won't defend you because they know the consequences

If they came through everybody in the X-5 is hit
If they show up, everyone in the BMW X-5 will be shot

Red rag or blue rag, niggaz die for this
People are willing to kill and die over their gang colors

The Game the reason all these niggaz on that 'Cali Love' shit
The Game is responsible for the popularity of the 'Cali Love' hip-hop trend

Compton niggaz get grimy too, pull you out of that 6
People from Compton are also dangerous and might pull you out of your luxury car

Fuck you up like one time'll do
They will attack you like the police would

And I dare y'all to stop on the 'Shaw, and King Boulevard
He challenges anyone to come to the intersection of Crenshaw and King Boulevard in Los Angeles

Pull it hard, Doogie Howser pullin bullets out your jaw
They will shoot you hard, and a doctor will have to remove the bullets from your face

Turn your round trip into a one-way ticket
They will make sure you don't survive your trip back home

You can visit, but you can not lie and kick it
You can come and go, but you can't pretend to belong or enjoy yourself

It's time for me to shine, life on the grind, life on the line
It's his turn to succeed, but he knows it will be a difficult and dangerous journey

Feelin like I'm runnin out of time
He feels like he's running out of opportunities

It's now or never, chasin this cheddar 'til things get better
He has to pursue wealth and success now, because there might not be another chance

These streets got me hungry as ever
The difficult lifestyle of the streets motivates him to succeed

Can't stop can't change, young Sav stuck in the game
He can't give up or change who he is, he is committed to the gangster lifestyle

Everyday we gotta hustle and slang, struggle and strain
Every day they have to work hard and sell drugs, it's a constant struggle

To bubble, weed plus the 'caine to juggle
He has to sell drugs to make money and keep the business going

Organize the brains and muscle
He has to coordinate the intellect and physical strength of his associates

You {?} like Sammy did Gotti, told 'em we kamikaze
He's comparing someone to the informant Sammy Gravano in the John Gotti case, and announcing that they are dangerous

Like those whiteboys ain't heedin the robbery
Like those white criminals aren't aware of the danger of the robbery

Told 'em we ride around in them cars on them big wheels
He bragged about driving cars with large wheels

In the killing field makin 100 bills on the P-700 Pirelli wheels
He makes a lot of money selling drugs while driving on fancy Pirelli wheels

Marshall Faulk in to ball again in this day to day scrimmage
He's ready to work hard like the football player Marshall Faulk to succeed in daily life

'Bout the spinach this game is relentless where we livin
He's focused on earning money, because life is difficult where they are living

Niggaz'll 32 round ya, kick you on the ground
They will shoot you 32 times and kick you when you're down

After they down ya, sneak ya and plot ya, Heckler & Koch ya
After they shoot you and you're down, they will scheme and use a specific type of gun on you

Got ya body bein scrutinized by a flock of doctors
Your dead body is being examined by many doctors

Still an unsolved mystery, statistically, history
The crimes they commit are often unsolved and go down in history

A Get Low nigga victory by fuckin with my credibility
They consider it a victory to damage his reputation, but he won't let that happen