Say Goodbye
The Game feat. Paul Wall Lyrics


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Picture me rollin' in that bmdub
Headed to the club
Fresh out the Tyson fight
Beamer all rimmed up
Shinin' with the big homie five car caravan
Ridin' shotgun put that chronic smoke in the air
Me against the world is what I told my foes
So it's me against the world til I poke them hos
Leanin' out the window
Flickin' ashes off the indo
Throwin' up westside I see one of my kinfolk
Put that blunt closer to my mouth cause only she knows
I'm feelin' bad about that nigga we stomped out in the casino
But fuck it, it's deathrow
The big homie never told me that my next blow would be my fuckin' death blow
Tell kadada I'm not ready I ain't even let my momma know
I ain't got no kids I'm only twenty four
Before I could let the smoke out niggas let twenty go
The thirteen that hit the car went through the passenger door

[Chorus: Latoya Williams]
Never can say goodbye
Never can say goodbye to my friends [x4]

I love it when they call me big poppa
I only smoke blunts if they rolled propa
Look I got's ta catch the first thing smokin' the cali
And hit one of my bitches in the valley
Gotta call my nigga Sean
Tell him reserve the don
Tell him to get the chron and the teflon
I think they trippin' off the homie gettin' shot
But God bless his soul, Lord knows it wasn't pop or the mafia
Kim tell cease get the fuckin' truck
We 'bout to hit the Wolersheim district get fucked up
Pop bad bottles son twist up the phillies
I'm thinkin' bout tiana these niggas is lookin' silly
If this was Brooklyn I would ump the nine milli
But fuck it we to the truck roll a dutch we outta phillies
Hop in the front seat of that dark green suburban
Heard another car swervin'
Gun shots closed my curtains
Biggie

[Chorus:]

Layin' in this hospital bed with bronchitis I can't talk
Walked myself in and all of a sudden I can't walk
Iv's in my arm my wife Tomika at my legs
Ruthless I mean records we got married on my death bed
I can hear Jerry Heller in the hall
But I could'nt Cube and Dr. Dre no more at all
Through all the bullshit them niggas were my dogs
Niggas with attitude spray painted on the walls
I'm flatlinin' it's bad timin'
Straight outta Compton the king of gangsta raps dyin'
'Cause of death the aids virus
Conspiracy I guess the government just hates violence
They thought my group influenced the L.A. riots
Woulda been here to see my kids grow if I stayed quiet
Took twelve years for a real nigga to break silence




Easy I had to let 'em know
You could catch me cruisin' down the street in my sixty four

Overall Meaning

The Game's "Never Can Say Goodbye" song features a lot of storytelling lyrics about his experiences and thoughts. The first verse describes him riding in a luxurious ride, heavily smoked out and feeling bad about violence but determined not to let anyone know. The chorus reiterates his refusal to say goodbye to his friends, implying his loyalty. In the second verse, he makes reference to a fellow artist, notorious B.I.G, who was murdered, leaving him and his friends feeling heartbroken. The third verse tells a completely different story from the first two, detailing his hospitalization with bronchitis and the end of his recording career due to the danger of the AIDS virus. He lays the blame for his apparent assassination at the feet of the government, who he believes abhors the portrayal of brutality in the N.W.A's music.


The song has a lot of dark themes about gangster life and death, which reflects the life experiences of The Game as an artist in the rap industry. It is a tribute to his experiences and to the memory of many other artists like him. The song provides a glimpse into the rough and tough world of hip-hop, where loyalty and betrayal, life and death, love and hate, clash and intertwine.


Line by Line Meaning

Picture me rollin' in that bmdub
I am envisioning myself driving in a BMW, feeling confident and happy.


Headed to the club
I am on my way to the club for a night of partying and fun.


Fresh out the Tyson fight
I am feeling energized and alive after watching a fight featuring boxer Mike Tyson.


Beamer all rimmed up
My BMW has fancy rims and is looking stylish.


Shinin' with the big homie five car caravan
I am driving in a group with my friends, feeling important and successful.


Ridin' shotgun put that chronic smoke in the air
I am sitting in the passenger seat of the car, smoking marijuana and enjoying the vibe.


Me against the world is what I told my foes
I view myself as being in opposition to everyone else, and I am ready to take on any challenge.


So it's me against the world til I poke them hos
I will continue to fight until I emerge victorious against my enemies.


Leanin' out the window
I am sticking my upper body out of the car window.


Flickin' ashes off the indo
I am getting rid of ashes from the marijuana cigarette I am smoking.


Throwin' up westside I see one of my kinfolk
I am making a hand gesture indicating my allegiance to the West Coast, and I see someone I know.


Put that blunt closer to my mouth cause only she knows
I am taking a puff of the marijuana cigarette and breathing the smoke in deeply because I enjoy it.


I'm feelin' bad about that nigga we stomped out in the casino
I am feeling guilty about being involved in a physical altercation that occurred in a casino.


But fuck it, it's deathrow
Despite my guilt, I am not going to let it bother me because I am a member of Death Row Records.


The big homie never told me that my next blow would be my fuckin' death blow
No one told me that my next punch would result in my own death.


Tell kadada I'm not ready I ain't even let my momma know
I want to tell my friend Kadada that I'm not ready to die yet, and I haven't even told my mother about what's going on.


I ain't got no kids I'm only twenty four
I'm young and don't have any children yet.


Before I could let the smoke out niggas let twenty go
Before I could exhale the smoke from the marijuana cigarette, someone shot at me and my friends with twenty bullets.


The thirteen that hit the car went through the passenger door
13 of the 20 bullets hit the car and went through the door on my side.


Never can say goodbye
I cannot bring myself to say goodbye to my loved ones.


Never can say goodbye to my friends
Specifically, I cannot say goodbye to my friends.


I love it when they call me big poppa
I enjoy the nickname 'Big Poppa' and when people use it to refer to me.


I only smoke blunts if they rolled propa
I prefer smoking cigars that are rolled well.


Look I got's ta catch the first thing smokin' the cali
I need to catch a ride to California as soon as possible.


And hit one of my bitches in the valley
Once I get to California, I plan to see one of my girlfriends who lives in the San Fernando Valley.


Gotta call my nigga Sean
I need to contact my friend Sean.


Tell him reserve the don
I want Sean to reserve a bottle of Dom Perignon for me.


Tell him to get the chron and the teflon
I want Sean to get some marijuana and a bulletproof vest.


I think they trippin' off the homie gettin' shot
My friends are worried about me after I was shot earlier.


But God bless his soul, Lord knows it wasn't pop or the mafia
Despite my injury, I am not concerned about any foul play from Puff Daddy or the Mafia.


Kim tell cease get the fuckin' truck
I am instructing my friend Kim to bring me a truck.


We 'bout to hit the Wolersheim district get fucked up
We are planning to go to the Wolersheim district and have a wild time.


Pop bad bottles son twist up the phillies
We are going to drink expensive champagne and smoke expensive cigars.


I'm thinkin' bout tiana these niggas is lookin' silly
I am thinking about my girlfriend Tiana and how much fun we will have together.


If this was Brooklyn I would ump the nine milli
If we were in Brooklyn, I would pull out my gun and use it to protect myself.


But fuck it we to the truck roll a dutch we outta phillies
Instead of using violence, we are going to the truck and smoking a marijuana cigarette.


Hop in the front seat of that dark green suburban
I am getting into the front seat of a dark green Chevrolet Suburban.


Heard another car swervin'
I hear another car driving erratically.


Gun shots closed my curtains
I am shot and the curtains around me are closing as I lose consciousness.


Layin' in this hospital bed with bronchitis I can't talk
I am currently in a hospital bed, suffering from bronchitis and unable to speak.


Walked myself in and all of a sudden I can't walk
I checked myself into the hospital, but suddenly I am unable to walk.


Iv's in my arm my wife Tomika at my legs
I have an IV in my arm, and my wife Tomika is at my feet.


Ruthless I mean records we got married on my death bed
I am a member of the record label Ruthless Records, and I got married while I am dying in the hospital.


I can hear Jerry Heller in the hall
I can hear my former manager Jerry Heller in the hospital hallway.


But I could'nt Cube and Dr. Dre no more at all
I can't talk to or work with Ice Cube and Dr. Dre anymore.


Through all the bullshit them niggas were my dogs
Despite everything that happened between us, Ice Cube and Dr. Dre were my loyal friends.


Niggas with attitude spray painted on the walls
The phrase 'Niggas With Attitude' is painted on the walls, representing our rap group.


I'm flatlinin' it's bad timin'
I'm dying, and it's happening at a particularly inconvenient time.


Straight outta Compton the king of gangsta raps dyin'
As a rapper from Compton, I am now dying after being crowned the 'King of Gangsta Rap'.


'Cause of death the aids virus
My cause of death is the AIDS virus.


Conspiracy I guess the government just hates violence
Some people believe a conspiracy theory that the government targeted me because of my violent music.


They thought my group influenced the L.A. riots
The government believed that my rap group was responsible for inciting the riots in Los Angeles.


Woulda been here to see my kids grow if I stayed quiet
If I had kept quiet and not been involved with the rap group, I might still be alive to see my children grow up.


Took twelve years for a real nigga to break silence
It took 12 years for someone to come forward and tell the truth about what happened to me.


Easy I had to let 'em know
My former rap partner Eazy-E was the one who spoke up and told the truth.


You could catch me cruisin' down the street in my sixty four
In happier times, I would often drive around in my 1964 Chevrolet Impala.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: CHRISTOPHER JASPER, CHRISTOPHER WALLACE, ERNIE ISLEY, ERVIN POPE, JAYCEON TAYLOR, MARVIN ISLEY, O'KELLY ISLEY, RONALD ISLEY, RUDOLPH ISLEY

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G Johnson

Still lovin it

mad mol

can u hook a nigga up with this instrumental? gawd damn!

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Pretty ill

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