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The Game Lyrics


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"Yo you can keep asking them fuckin' questions all fuckin' day man
I told you what, I told you what the fuck happened man
Told your partner the same thing man, how long a nigga gotta stay here?
Raggedy ass precinct"

There was money on the table with the bricks
I was in the living room feeling on this bitch
Heard my car alarm goin' off on my six
So my dogs start barkin' and some niggas hit the fence
So I took my dick out this bitch mouth and walked to the window
Pull the blinds down and took one hit of the Endo
You niggas ain't doin' shit, but stealin' my neighbors rims so
Walked back to the couch and told the bitch to bend over
That's what I'm rolling with

Nah I ain't saying shit and I ain't snitching on nobody
Yeah that's my .45, but it ain't got no bodies
And two dead niggas, them is nobody
They should've torched 'em, then you wouldn't had no bodies
I mean look at these pictures, just so sloppy
Couldn't have been me, I do my shit like John Gotti
Feed the nigga to the sharks after dark
Man fuck this shit I thought I told y'all

There was money on the table by the bricks
I was at the kitchen table choppin up some shit
Listenin' to Jeezy and I heard a little
So I turned the radio down and cocked my 4 fifth, oh shit
Am I hit? Nah just a hole in my Jordan fitted
So I turn down all the lights and cock my 4 fifth
Seen some niggas jump in they Escalade and that was it
How much longer I gotta stay in this muthafucka?
Let me get a cigarette, I don't even smoke
But shit y'all got a nigga stressed
I gotta stay in this muthafucka until I confess?

Shit, y'all bitches better get some rest
'Cause it'll be a cold day in Miami
Before I snitch on myself or the hood, you understand me?
Ya I fuck with the Bulls but I ain't Sammy
Niggas run around the hood singin'
They should get a Grammy
Hey you two muthafuckas should get an Oscar
With this good-cop-bad cop shit, take me to process
'Cause I don't eat breakfast with no pigs
I watched First 48 so fuck your twenty-five years
No evidence, no big
I don't know who split them niggas' wigs

Already told y'all, there was money on the table with the bricks
I was walkin' to the bathroom to take a shit
Then I heard my dogs barkin', there's some noise by the fence
So I ran to my room and reached for the 4 fifth
Then I seen three niggas by my back door
Looked out the bathroom window and seen two more




So I reached for my chopper and some clips out the drawer
Guess I had to welcome niggas to the gun store

Overall Meaning

The above lyrics reveal the inner thoughts of a person who is being interrogated by the police. The person seems to have been involved in some illegal activity with money and drugs. The tone is defensive and sarcastic, with the person questioning why they have to stay in the police station for so long and being skeptical of the evidence presented against them. The person mentions his gun but denies having used it to kill anyone, adding that the two dead bodies are not his. He emphasizes that he won't snitch on anyone and that the police should take him to court if they have any evidence against him.


The lyrics also show glimpses of the person's lifestyle, with references to women, drugs, and rap music. The person seems to be living a lavish lifestyle with money and drugs at his disposal. He is also familiar with the legal system and references popular TV shows such as The First 48. The use of slang and profanity adds to the authenticity of the narrative, making it relatable to the target audience of the song.


Overall, the lyrics provide a complex portrayal of a person caught up in illegal activities and facing the consequences of his actions. The writer of the song is able to capture the emotions and thoughts of the person in a way that is both realistic and entertaining.


Line by Line Meaning

Yo you can keep asking them fuckin' questions all fuckin' day man
I have already told you what happened, stop asking me the same question repeatedly.


Told your partner the same thing man, how long a nigga gotta stay here?
I have already spoken to your partner about the incident. How much longer do I need to stay here?


Raggedy ass precinct
This precinct is old and run-down.


Nah I ain't saying shit and I ain't snitching on nobody
I am not giving any information and I am not betraying anyone.


Yeah that's my .45, but it ain't got no bodies
Yes, I own a .45 gun, but it has not been used to kill anyone.


They should've torched 'em, then you wouldn't had no bodies
Those guys should have been burned, then there would not be any evidence of their death.


I mean look at these pictures, just so sloppy
These pictures of the crime scene are poorly done.


Feed the nigga to the sharks after dark
Dispose of the body in the ocean at night.


There was money on the table by the bricks
There was money on the table near the drugs.


Am I hit? Nah just a hole in my Jordan fitted
Did I get shot? No, it just left a hole in my hat.


So I turn down all the lights and cock my 4 fifth
I turn off all the lights and prepare my gun.


How much longer I gotta stay in this muthafucka?
How much longer do I need to stay in this place?


Ya I fuck with the Bulls but I ain't Sammy
I support the Chicago Bulls basketball team, but I am not like Sammy Sosa.


Hey you two muthafuckas should get an Oscar
You two cops should receive an Oscar for your fake interrogation tactics.


I watched First 48 so fuck your twenty-five years
I have watched 'The First 48' TV show, so your threat of 25 years in prison doesn't scare me.


No evidence, no big
Without any evidence, there is nothing significant.


I don't know who split them niggas' wigs
I am not aware of who killed those guys.


So I ran to my room and reached for the 4 fifth
I quickly ran to my room and grabbed my .45 gun.


Guess I had to welcome niggas to the gun store
I had to shoot and kill the intruders with the guns from my personal armory.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: JAYCEON TAYLOR, CHAUNCEY HOLLIS

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Comments from YouTube:

@TheCityofGod

One of the greatest rap songs of all time, this track is still relatively unknown to most.

@kenny_flo

Word up

@abubakrrossier8241

Brilliant. It can go toe to toe with Biggies - Story to tell.

@charlesarluna7755

This track is a prime example of why game is my favorite artist... 

@loffycarter69

Rappers today cant touch him he's sick

@kenny_flo

@@loffycarter69 Same here. wish more people knew about his music. Underrated as fuck

@cacjad

This track is too heavily slept on

@coolguy6790

Hit-Boy is a fucking genius for this beat

@joeyfuccthepolice7985

one of the games dopest tracks

@ainojeohio7513

No official video? Damn!

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