Текст (слова) песни: Rappin` 4-Tay f E-40 - What`s Wrong Wit the Game

[Intro: Rappin` 4-Tay] + (E-40)
Uh, (you tell me)

[Chorus: Rappin` 4-Tay, E-40]

[Rappin` 4-Tay]
Holler at a player though
40 Water, what`s wrong wit the game though?
I don`t know

[E-40]
Holler at a player though
4-Tay, what`s wrong wit the game though?
I don`t know

[Verse 1: Rappin` 4-Tay]
I keeps my distance from haters cause I`m quick to flash
Area takes me with a passion, I tap that ass
Be quick to blast, the game just ain`t the same no more
You doing too much, pump your brakes, slow your roll
Fucking up the hustle with the streets and shit
It`s too much legal tender on my agenda to bite our fame
But if you play me, I gots no choice to reach you in check
They playing with a full deck, you can get the breakfast, say thanks

[Verse 2: E-40]
See I`m a business man with a set of big balls
Marketing meetings and, uh, got Frisco
Just ain`t your work for a living (uh huh)
They got hit, what the fuck?, you think I been got shit?, it ain`t easy
Everyday now walk through the streets
A nigga can`t even sit down with his family
And be straight and have a decent dinner
Without a motherfucker yelling, "Refalations"
"What I got to do to get you in my compilations?" (compilations)
So I study what I do, the shit for you for free (for free)
I used to do that to a nigga when I was seventeen (uh, uh)

[Chorus: Rappin` 4-Tay, E-40]

[Verse 3: Rappin` 4-Tay]
What`s the world coming to when niggaz talk down for fun
Some Rappin` 4-Tay you don`t make me dumb
Pop a cherry, we don`t mean that much
Cause if it don`t make dollars I don`t really give a fuck
Jocking all up under my name but you don`t even know me
Got me fucked up and one of them suckers when they so called homies
If that`s the shit, better pause and magnum or Crip, they ready to paint us
When niggaz go against the great 40 Water, what`s wrong with the game?

[Verse 4: E-40]
I`m ten years hung in this shit, if I was up to heart
My nigga got dick, her is his, by selling chicks in front of his car
Got a crib with 9,000 square, Christine and Marsha, will you just imagine?
Big ass improving for Maximus, big ass, let`s fetch it
I seen it in my dream when I was nine years old
My Momma always told me to achieve my goal
Keep a cool bid and, uh, respect a dollar
Never get too greedy for the money and power

[Chorus: E-40, Rappin` 4-Tay]

[Verse 5: E-40]
The reason I carry glocks, 26 on my side of my hip
Cause I ain`t dumping now (dumping now), thinking of now a days
They act like you owe something (something)
Talking about, "40, show me some love!, (show me some love!)"
Because I got a, a despot im my blood
Niggaz want to knock ME
Cause I don`t blossom like a sunflower SEED
Surrounded by promises, you said that you keeps me smoking big WEED
Drinking while sipping Ale (sipping Ale) yes INDEED
Born and raised in Vallejo (eeehhhh!)

[Verse 6: Rappin` 4-Tay]
They claim they got solid rockets
So all my true player partners, y`all just stay focused
And watch them haters cause they plots on a daily basis
Hustlers, servants, traders that caught so many dope cases
And but I want the quickness if the G`s is right
If that game was tight, ballers had pimped at it, ain`t no such thing as
three strikes
No sense, our fucking minds aren`t, but I`m on parole and shit
Niggaz get to running off at the mouth just like a snitch, some like a bitch
Ehhh!, Ehhh!

[Chorus: Rappin` 4-Tay, E-40]

[Chorus: E-40, Rappin` 4-Tay]

[Outro: E-40]
What`s wrong wit the game?
Can`t get caught off with the game
Just get my chips and get paid
Holler at a player though
4-Tay, what`s wrong wit the game though?
Holler at a player though
Holler at a player though
4-Tay, what`s wrong wit the game though?
Huh?

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