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1. Jayceon Terrell Taylor (born November 29, 1979 in Compton, California, United States), better known by his stage name Game, formerly known as The Game, is an American Grammy Award winning gangsta rapper signed to Aftermath Entertainment through his own label Black Wall Street Records, with which he founded with his half brother Big Fase 100. He rose to fame in 2005 with the success of his debut album, The Documentary, and his two Grammy nominations. Since then he has released several other critically acclaimed albums, 2006's Doctor's Advocate and 2008's LAX. The RED Album was released August 23, 2011. All of his four albums debuted at #1 on the Billboard Top 100, and he is widely considered to be a driving force in bringing back the West Coast hip hop scene and competing with many of his East Coast counterparts.
Studying various influential rap albums, Game developed a strategy to become a rapper himself and with help from Big Fase, they founded The Black Wall Street Records. The label originally featured such artists as Glasses Malone, Vita, and Nu Jerzey Devil, along with Game himself. His stage name was coined by his grandmother. Game first gained prominence when he attended a hip-hop summit hosted by Russell Simmons and Louis Farrakhan, releasing his first mixtape You Know What It Is Vol. 1 in 2002, followed by a record deal with the independent label, Get Low Recordz owned by JT the Bigga Figga. Originally Sean Combs of Bad Boy Records was going to sign him to his label, but Game's mixtape found the attention of famed producer Dr. Dre, who signed him to Aftermath Entertainment in 2003. In October 2004, he released his first album Untold Story through Get Low Recordz, which sold over 82,000 copies within its first three months. The album featured artists like Sean T, Young Noble (of the Outlawz), and JT the Bigga Figga. Game also appeared on various mixtapes hosted by DJ's such as DJ Kayslay, DJ Whoo Kid, and DJ Clue. Game also released a second mixtape You Know What It Is Vol. 2 through his own record label and appeared on the video game NBA Live 2004 on a song produced by Fredwreck called "Can't Stop Me". On January 24th, 2011, he released a mixtape entitled, "Purp & Patron."
2. A British 60s Band formed by Terry Spencer in 1965. Head guitar: Terry Spencer Bass guitar: Allan Janaway Drums: Terry Goodsell Vocals: Tony Bird Their biggest success was their first single PlayGonna Get Me Someone from 1966. They attracted attention in 1967 with their recording of The Addicted Man which was concerned with drug-taking. The single should not be released.
3. A French new wave band from the 80’s coming from the suburbs of Paris. It’s line up was : Marc Dimitri (Vocals), Hervé Lorthioir (guitar), Patrick Larrieu (guitar), Jacques-Laurent Lardaud (bass), Fredéric Rottier (Drums), Dominique Cointre (keyboards), Claire (ch). Musically it sounded similar to bands like the Sisters of Mercy or Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. They released one single “Walk Away” on EMI France (1988) and an album titled "Under The White Bible Law" (1989).
My Flag / Da Homies
The Game Lyrics
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Maybe I should put another crease in it
Maybe I should iron out my flag
If you gang banging who you beefing with?
I know your baby never hurt nobody
But he got his ass smoked at that Mustard party
Og Blood, everybody know me when I came in with the little homies, Skeme!
Get out the way yo, get out the way yo
That nigga duke just moved an ounce of yayo
And you know I keep gunners on the payroll
I even fucked with Mitchy Slick down in Daygo
Young General these niggas gotta spray for
You fuck around and catch 20 out this Range Ro'
Mane that beef shit is what a nigga made for
I open fire on her open mouth, case closed
Came in this bitch with Chuck Taylor's screaming fuck haters
Bad bitch I'ma fuck later, tryna touch paper
In a 6 tre rag going brazy up the ave
What I'm drinking got me thinking, nigga maybe I should iron out my-
Maybe I should iron out my flag
Maybe I should put another crease in it
Maybe I should iron out my flag
If you gang banging who you beefing with?
Is anybody killa, that's for anybody nigga
Mainline, waistside, westside nigga
Fuck peace, this for Crenshaw kings
Sockin' out niggas, tall as Yao Ming
Lowkey is on drop, give a fuck if with your mama
When it's on, it's on, pop you like a bottle of Patrón
Then lay back with a bitch, nigga this is westside Jay 3-0 fifth
No gimmicks, God damn
I won't stop being a blood to gangland
To my dope kicked in locked up in a strange land
So when they be like, "Slick, why we don't see you on TV or nothin'?"
Shit, I'm still tryin' get off the gang injunction
'Cause when it come to this been, I'm a monster to your leaf
You can do a whole damu documentary on just me
Call it "The Life of a One Hundred Percent Real Whooper"
They did it for the BRimz, Muu'z and the Ruusterz
Yeah dat
Maybe I should iron out my flag
Maybe I should put another crease in it
Maybe I should iron out my flag
If you gang banging who you beefing with?
I put the woop in the woop like my DLB's
All I know is VNG's and FTB's
I ran phase back to back, that's on SDB
And if you claimin' you a blood, shit, you better know me
Big homie gave me a gun and said, "It better be empty"
I was eleven years old with a motha'fuckin' 50
I got love for certain niggas, I've been doing this since knee high
And you ain't a real blood if you didn't bang at the beehive
Westside A-Hat, back in a straight jacket
Mister LA back, free my A track
Middle of July, I'm just tryin' bring a Maybach
Whole city riding, I ain't even did a Dre track
Nigga this Athens, Miller gang mad
So east coast niggas be like "Cuh, you crackin'"
Niggas ain't goin' hard as you should stop rappin'
I'm a peelee street rider 'til the casket
Maybe I should iron out my flag
Maybe I should put another crease in it
Maybe I should iron out my flag
If you gang banging who you beefing with?
RJ, what's that shit we was doing the other day blood
To that uh, to that Mustard beat when the
When the homie was beating on his chest and shit?
Oh you talkin' 'bout that uh, that uh
The homies in the Cutlass on E
Niggas turnt up and we 'bout to hit the street
Ay the blood trippin', ay take blood drink
Give me that motherfuckin' weed blood
Ay duke, do that shit blood
The homies in the Cutlass on E
Niggas turnt up and we 'bout to hit the streets
The homie on probation, make him sit up in the back
'Bout to hit the weed spot and get another sack
I said, the homies in the Cutlass on E
Down for whatever 'cause the homies roll deep
Finger on the trigger, bandana 'round the Mac
Ride through the hood with a cup full of 'Gnac
Ay nigga, lemme hit the weed
Where the fuck you get this bud from homie?
Ay, we about to run outta gas my nigga
I really pressed this motherfucker man
Mustard on the beat, ho
The homies in the Cutlass on E
Niggas turnt up and we 'bout to hit the streets
The homie on probation, make him sit up in the back
'Bout to hit the weed spot and get another sack
I said, the homies in the Cutlass on E
Down for whatever 'cause the homies roll deep
Finger on the trigger, bandana 'round the Mac
Ride through the hood with a cup full of 'Gnac (blah)
I'm a real Compton Crip I hope you niggas get the message (yeah)
Leave them 16's open, I'll make them look bad on records (yeah)
Chuck told me "I'm Good", now I'm headed down to the seaters
After that, straight to the hood where them tanas holding theme heaters
Look, sagging down the A-Line, it's war fuck it no play time
Hit my first tour I was still chuckin' up gang signs
Homies still cooking them cops hop out with K9 (yeah)
Lot of rappers's callin' out names, nigga don't say mine (yeah)
The homies in the Cutlass on E (E)
Some niggas bang the C, some niggas bangin' the P (P)
I'm really in the streets you other niggas is weak
On my mama and the hood, fuck around you rest in peace
Especially when
The homies in the Cutlass on E
Niggas turnt up and we 'bout to hit the streets
The homie on probation, make him sit up in the back
Say nigga, there go them niggas right there cuz
Where nigga?
Across the street loc
Man I told these niggas the last time
They keep pullin' up over here, man, nigga it's gon' be problems cuh
Ay cuh, silent, turn that fuckin' music down nigga
Tired of these niggas comin' over here and shit nigga
Turn the lights off, man turn the lights off
Man pull up nigga, I said pull up cuh
Hold on, hold on, that look like One Time
Oh fuck cuh (this is the Compton Police)
Man I knew I shouldn't have rolled with you niggas, I'm 'bout to get life cuz
Life? Cuz they bout to put me on the row nigga (put your hands up and shut the car off)
Aight
(Shut it off asshole)
It's off cuh
Ay look at blood and them get jacked by the ones
Nigga don't drop that soap nigga
Bitch ass niggas in ya own hood nigga
Nigga hit the switch nigga
Get back to 05 on these niggas blood
Woo
I ain't goin' (shh)
Fuck that nigga cuz I swear to God I ain't goin'
The fuck you mean you ain't going?
I ain't going back to the pen' cuz I can't
Nigga what the fuck we gon' do then?
I don't know about you niggas but I'm going out
Fuck it then cuh, on Compton Crip, kick the door open
Fuck the police
The Game's song, My Flag/Da Homies, is a tribute to his upbringing in Compton and his affiliation with the Bloods gang. The lyrics detail various elements of gang culture, including violence, drug dealing, and loyalty. The recurring line "Maybe I should iron out my flag" refers to the need to keep his gang flag (a red bandana) clean and neat, as a sign of respect and pride for his gang. The lyrics also make several references to specific individuals and gangs, including Mustard, Skeme, and Mitchy Slick.
The song features a mix of different styles and flows, with The Game using his signature aggressive delivery for much of the track. The hook is a catchy and repetitive chant that emphasizes the importance of loyalty to one's gang. The verse about Slick and the gang injunction highlights some of the legal challenges faced by gang members, while also emphasizing the commitment that The Game has to his gang.
Overall, the song is a powerful and raw expression of gang culture, with The Game using vivid imagery and intense lyrics to paint a picture of life on the streets of Compton. It is not intended to glamourize gang activity, but rather to shed light on the harsh realities faced by those who grow up in that environment.
Line by Line Meaning
Maybe I should iron out my flag
Perhaps I should fix my flag.
If you gang banging who you beefing with?
If you're in a gang, who is your rival?
But he got his ass smoked at that Mustard party
But he got killed at that Mustard party.
I even fucked with Mitchy Slick down in Daygo
I even hung out with Mitchy Slick down in San Diego.
You fuck around and catch 20 out this Range Ro'
You might get shot 20 times from this Range Rover.
Mane that beef shit is what a nigga made for
I was made to get into fights with other people.
I open fire on her open mouth, case closed
I will use my gun to silence her, and the case will be closed.
Fuck peace, this for Crenshaw kings
I am not interested in peace. This is for the kings of Crenshaw.
Sockin' out niggas, tall as Yao Ming
Fighting with people who are as tall as Yao Ming.
I got love for certain niggas, I've been doing this since knee high
I care about some people, and I have been involved in gang activity since I was very young.
Nigga this Athens, Miller gang mad
This is Athens, and the Miller gang is angry.
Ride through the hood with a cup full of 'Gnac
Drive through the neighborhood with a cup filled with Cognac.
Chuck told me "I'm Good", now I'm headed down to the seaters
Chuck told me he's fine, and now I'm going downtown to buy drugs.
Homies still cooking them cops hop out with K9
My friends are still making drugs, and the police are here with dogs.
On my mama and the hood, fuck around you rest in peace
I promise on my mother and the neighborhood that if you mess with me, you'll die.
Man I told these niggas the last time / They keep pullin' up over here, man, nigga it's gon' be problems cuh
I told these people that if they came over again, there would be trouble.
Ay look at blood and them get jacked by the ones / Nigga don't drop that soap nigga / Bitch ass niggas in ya own hood nigga
Look at that person and their friends get arrested by the police. Don't drop the soap in jail. You are weak for getting arrested in your own neighborhood.
Fuck the police
I hate the police.
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Jayceon Taylor, Tyrone Griffin, Jay Cummings, Charles Mitchell, Joseph Moses, Armand Douglas, Rodney Brown, Jr., Lonnie Kimble, Dijon McFarlane
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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2024 someone?
@jongrotrian5067
Yezzzir
@deez3257
Yes you like the song, so does everyone.
@rehone
This track just refuses to get old.
@melvinhhcp3615
Frfr. I'm still listening in 2021.
@cochise5425
Absolutely
@artybfresh
Timeless
@kristianderson5211
FACTS!!
@fugyew8166
@@kristianderson5211 brings me my gangstahh energy😆
@Adawg.2002
My Flag/Da Homies Will Never Get Old This Track Is Legendary 🔥⛽️