Текст (слова) песни: Lloyd Banks f The Game - When the Chips are Down

[Intro: The Game]
These niggaz wanna see me, cause of the way I shine
But it ain`t that easy, to get mine, you get your ass lay down

[Chorus]
The paint is peeling, when the chips are down
You gotta lose all feeling, your head goes round and round

[Verse: Lloyd Banks]
Funny how the world revolves around my click
Cause just a year ago, nigga ain`t had shit
Me and my right hand share the same outfit
Which fuels the fire that I ear to game outwit
It`s amazing the way the boy came up so quick
But that platinum niggaz will blow your brain out, shit
I`m the new nigga the others can`t stand
The rubber band man, be god damned if I can
Let another nigga feel my spot
If a nigga steal from me, it`s the steel I pop
I`m on my grind, so if you thought I chill I`m not
Won`t stop letting the steering wheel peel the block

[Chorus 2X]

[Verse: The Game]
Banks, they think I`m Yayo`s replacement
Nah, I ball it`s the G-unit walking through the matrix
I`m signed to the doctor, and I ain`t got no patience
So he put me with 50 cent, now I got a face-lift
Magazines wanna know, where the fuck L.A. been
Almost died in the same car Suge got grazed in
2001, I was playing my PlayStation and
You heard 9 shots; I`m faced down with my heart pacing
All I could think about was had my guns and my drugs in the basement
It was either that or the state pen
I woke up of the coma, police waiting for a statement

[Chorus 2X]
Pass the weed, let a nigga get into his zone
Poppa left me all alone in the world to roam
But now I`m grown millionaires in my cell phone
A year past now god did, and L gone
And I`m sick boy, chopping with the wrong click
To think about that, before I let the song stick
Uh, who`s a limp? Please don`t get me confused with him
Cause I`m down to going all round lose or win
If I should die ride the jeep through the little bride
Every strip block the projects is on my side
A ghetto`s gone by the hundred grand on my arm
Sick boxing never hundred grand on my charm, you broke nigga

[Chorus 2X]

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