1) rapper
2) British 60… Read Full Bio ↴The Game is the name of more than one artist:
1) rapper
2) British 60s band
3) French new wave band
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).
What Type Of Nigga
The Game Lyrics
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Bitch niggas sit down to piss
What type of nigga is you?
I'm the type to pack a gat or few
Pull out and pop, simply cause I'm mad at you
Y'all niggas see me when I'm come
Through and ain't no denyin
Swayin in and out of white line
Six double oh deuce zeroes
I'm feelin like the streets is mine
Mines hustle, mucho dinero, heat's confined
See more fall guys than Foreman ali combined
If there's beef, I'm releasin mine
And I won't stop bustin 'til
Them Escalade seats recline
The kid roll with a greasy nine
Come through and blast
I return shots like Arthur Ashe
You do the math, ten shots, ten dead bodies
Fuck bein sorry
It ain't nuttin but a gangsta party
And I'll make sure ain't a nigga survivin
Shoot up the ambulance
Make sure it ain't a nigga
There to revive him
And the Game ain't tryin to win
Fuck the awards
So keep that little-ass horn
And that Neil Armstrong nigga
Trust me dog
Ain't shit you can put in your rap
That'll make you a gangsta
You a bitch and that's that
Niggas thinkin I retired my Chuck
Put the gun back in the holsters
Cause I weave through traffic in a roaster
But that don't stop the heater from bangin
Or me comin through
Droppin all y'all niggas with
Three in the chamber
Keep two mac-10's when I'm rollin
One in the changer
One when I push the button's
Right next to the cupholder
Dog we can get this shit over
I got ten on the Game
Let's say that Lee Harvey crack ya brain
Ain't gotta look over my shoulder
I'm good with the aim
Good with the handle and the
Bullet's good with the bloodstains
And the coroner's real good with that pickup
A1 good with the carpet cleaning
They can get the rest of that shit up
Cause I kill like the hiccups, two at a time
Put you niggas next to each other
How I do 'em in line
Come through in a big boy
Leave the bullshit at home
If beef cook then I'm bringin the chrome
If I die then I'm leavin a
Clone but if I live
Through the drama one mo' time
Then them boys gotta dig
When I think about who shot me
I listen to Big
When I'm rhymin on the road, I listen to Jig
Bump Nas off that purple, sittin on the block
And when I'm loadin up them clips
I listen to 'Pac
A semi with me like Eddie Murphy
Got mo' guns
Than F-A, B-O, L-O, U-S got jerseys
And you might get 'em all in
The face when shit get thick
Make the back of your head
Look like Jerome Kearsey
And ain't nuttin to do a driveby in the hood
We ain't even got survival
But I'mma still take that ride
Bet my drink on it
Bet my main squeeze mink on it
Think this shit a joke? Bet
The S-5 pink on it
The lyrics of The Game's song "What Type Of Nigga" showcase his tough and unapologetic persona as a gangsta rapper. He starts by contrasting real gangstaz who "hold their dick" and assert their dominance, while bitch niggas "sit down to piss," implying weakness and lack of masculinity. The chorus asks the question, "What type of nigga is you?" and The Game responds by proclaiming himself as the type of nigga who carries multiple guns and is willing to shoot out of anger.
The first verse describes The Game's presence in the streets, driving a big car with large rims, exuding confidence and power. He boasts about his hustle, making a lot of money and keeping his weapons close. He also mentions his willingness to engage in violence and won't stop shooting until his enemies are eliminated. The line "Fuck the awards, keep that little-ass horn and that Neil Armstrong nigga" further displays his disregard for mainstream recognition and his desire for a more audacious and intense lifestyle.
The second verse continues with The Game expressing his disregard for his rivals, stating that nothing they say in their raps can make them a real gangsta. He emphasizes his readiness to use his gun and his skill in aiming accurately. The Game also references historical figures like Lee Harvey Oswald, JFK's assassin, implying that he can deliver a fatal shot to his enemies. He maintains his confidence in his ability to handle confrontations, even suggesting that he can shoot multiple targets at once.
Overall, the song portrays The Game as a fearless and dangerous character who is unafraid to resort to violence and assert his dominance over his rivals.
Line by Line Meaning
Real gangstaz stand up, hold they dick
Authentic gangsters assert their dominance with confidence
Bitch niggas sit down to piss
Weak individuals lack the courage to take risks
What type of nigga is you?
What kind of person are you?
I'm the type to pack a gat or few
I carry multiple guns for protection
Pull out and pop, simply cause I'm mad at you
I resort to violence when angered
Y'all niggas see me when I'm come
Everyone recognizes my presence
Through and ain't no denyin
It's undeniable
That them big motherfuckers is twenty-five
Those large weapons are .25 caliber
Swayin in and out of white line
Swinging in and out of traffic lanes
Six double oh deuce zeroes
600,000 dollars
I'm feelin like the streets is mine
I have a sense of ownership over the streets
Mines hustle, mucho dinero, heat's confined
I earn money through illegal activities and keep my weapons hidden
See more fall guys than Foreman ali combined
I witness more individuals getting caught than famous boxers
If there's beef, I'm releasin mine
If there's a dispute, I will use my weapon
And I won't stop bustin 'til
I will continue shooting until
Them Escalade seats recline
The individuals in the vehicle are dead
The kid roll with a greasy nine
I carry a dirty 9mm handgun
Come through and blast
I arrive and shoot
I return shots like Arthur Ashe
I respond with gunfire like the tennis player Arthur Ashe
You do the math, ten shots, ten dead bodies
It's evident, ten bullets result in ten deaths
Fuck bein sorry
I don't care about remorse
It ain't nuttin but a gangsta party
It's just another violent event among gangsters
And I'll make sure ain't a nigga survivin
I ensure no one survives
Shoot up the ambulance
I even attack emergency vehicles
Make sure it ain't a nigga
I ensure there are no survivors
There to revive him
Attempting to save him
And the Game ain't tryin to win
I'm not interested in winning awards
Fuck the awards
I don't care about accolades
So keep that little-ass horn
Don't celebrate me with a small trophy
And that Neil Armstrong nigga
And that insignificant person
Trust me dog
Believe me, my friend
Ain't shit you can put in your rap
There's nothing you can say in your music
That'll make you a gangsta
To make you a true gangster
You a bitch and that's that
You're a coward and that's final
Niggas thinkin I retired my Chuck
People believe I stopped carrying my firearm
Put the gun back in the holsters
But I still conceal it
Cause I weave through traffic in a roaster
I maneuver through traffic in a fast car
But that don't stop the heater from bangin
But it doesn't prevent me from using my gun
Or me comin through
Or me arriving
Droppin all y'all niggas with
Shooting all of you with
Three in the chamber
Three bullets in the gun chamber
Keep two mac-10's when I'm rollin
I always carry two Mac-10 guns when driving
One in the changer
One loaded gun ready to be switched
One when I push the button's
One when I press the button to eject the magazine
Right next to the cupholder
In close proximity to the cupholder
Dog we can get this shit over
We can finish this quickly
I got ten on the Game
I bet ten on myself
Let's say that Lee Harvey crack ya brain
Let's imagine Lee Harvey Oswald shooting you
Ain't gotta look over my shoulder
I don't need to be cautious
I'm good with the aim
I have excellent accuracy
Good with the handle and the
Skilled with the gun and
Bullet's good with the bloodstains
Bullets are effective at causing bloodshed
And the coroner's real good with that pickup
The coroner is adept at removing dead bodies
A1 good with the carpet cleaning
They clean the carpet thoroughly
They can get the rest of that shit up
They can take care of the remaining mess
Cause I kill like the hiccups, two at a time
I kill rapidly, two individuals at a time
Put you niggas next to each other
I place your dead bodies close together
How I do 'em in line
The way I execute people in an orderly fashion
Come through in a big boy
Arrive in a luxurious car
Leave the bullshit at home
Don't bring any unnecessary troubles
If beef cook then I'm bringin the chrome
If there's a conflict, I will bring my gun
If I die then I'm leavin a
If I die, I'll leave behind a
Clone but if I live
Copy, but if I survive
Through the drama one mo' time
Through the difficult situations once again
Then them boys gotta dig
Then they have to dig graves
When I think about who shot me
When I reflect on who shot me
I listen to Big
I listen to Notorious B.I.G.'s music
When I'm rhymin on the road, I listen to Jig
When I'm performing on the road, I listen to Jay-Z
Bump Nas off that purple, sittin on the block
Listen to Nas while relaxing on the street corner
And when I'm loadin up them clips
When I'm loading my gun magazines
I listen to 'Pac
I listen to Tupac Shakur's music
A semi with me like Eddie Murphy
I carry a semi-automatic weapon like Eddie Murphy
Got mo' guns
I have more guns
Than F-A, B-O, L-O, U-S got jerseys
Than the famous basketball players have jerseys
And you might get 'em all in
And you might receive them all
The face when shit get thick
In your face when the situation intensifies
Make the back of your head
Cause the back of your head
Look like Jerome Kearsey
To resemble a violent scene
And ain't nuttin to do a driveby in the hood
Doing a drive-by in the neighborhood is effortless
We ain't even got survival
We don't even have basic survival necessities
But I'mma still take that ride
But I'm still willing to take that risk
Bet my drink on it
I'm so confident that I'm willing to bet my drink
Bet my main squeeze mink on it
I'm so confident that I'm willing to bet my partner's expensive fur coat
Think this shit a joke? Bet
Do you think this is a joke? Let's see
The S-5 pink on it
My luxury car, the S-5, has a pink finish
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Simon Johnson
This the CD that JT the bigga figga put out back in the day. Get Low Records, straight out the bay
216mob
game spittin' over them mobbed out sean-t beatz, $traight fire.
Qadi90
do you know where i can download this? i didn't find any torrents, mega-upload is down, nothing on rapid-share :(