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It Must Be Me - The Game/Pharrell Williams
Let's make it big Pharell
Wake up in the morning oh sh*t
Had to cock the 9 niggas tryin' to steal my pits
Went out the back door see them niggas hit the fence
I'm telling you life in Compton is a b**ch
Let off a couple shots God damn I missed
Say f**k it anyway and let off the whole clip
I'm not to be f**ked with when I'm off liquor
Old English in my system 'bout to kill me a ni**a
See I remember back in the days loadin' my AK
Ridin' 'round in my Impala with my lungs full of haze
That's when I didn't give a f**k now I got my son
Shoot a ni**a he die public enemy number one
But this ain't no action flick no Johnny Depp sh*t
When the Tec spit hollow tips in your Lexus
So Don't f**k with a Compton ni**a when he packin' the gat
Yeah ni**a I stay strapped
Somethin' hot in here
Ni**a it must be me
Somethin' hot in here
Ni**a it must be me
Is it the shades Is it the J's
Is it the Bentley with the full color ways
Or the old-school sittin' on blades
What could be
It's 2-o'-clock in the afternoon I'm 'bout to roll a Swisher
'Cause that's what real niggas do when they at home
Watchin' ESPN on the 70-inch flat screen
K-Gs and Wade jerseys blowin' chronic that green
Gave up the hoop dreams bubble with the crack dreams
Turn hood zombies into a Olympic track team
'Till I got shot and infiltrated the rap scene
Had to clean my life up Doc gave me the vaccine
Don't get it twisted I still click-clack things
Red beam attached to each and every strap
That I keep locked up in my basement
If I shoot a ni**a will the Lord forgive Jayceon
I don't know still got a sick fetish for shoot-outs and car chases
F**k Pacino 'cause we know niggas with scarfaces
And we go back like D-Boys and small faces
And we crashin' new Ferraris while ya'll hatin'
Pharrell I think it's
Somethin' hot in here
Ni**a it must be me
Somethin' hot in here
Ni**a it must be me
Is it the shades Is it the J's
Is it the Bentley with the full color ways
Or the old-school sittin' on blades
What could it be
You know the answer fool
Niggas cain't f**k with me real spit
I guess I am a motherf**king legend Will Smith
All I'm missin' is a b**ch like Jada Bonnie & Clyde sh*t
Hit the fence like later sayonara arrivederci
Black rose Phantom interior hearse sh*t
And I got some kisses from a couple Brooklyn b**ches
Them hoes'll never testify peace to Common
But Game keep it hood like weaves and Top Ramen
Never stop coming for the top
If the bass a flesh wound and Pharrell a head shot
Motherf**ker and when he take aim
Bullets enter your frame my bars simi-lar
To a dragon swalloin' flames
Cain't walk through the club and take a piss
Without these new school rap niggas on my d**k
While you f**k around with your jewelry and all your whips
I pull up with your b**ch pumpin' gangsta sh*t
Now you know
Somethin' hot in here
Ni**a it must be me
Somethin' hot in here
Ni**a it must be me
Is it the shades Is it the J's
Is it the Bentley with the full color ways
Or the old-school sittin' on blades
What could it be
You know the answer fool
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E'rybody lookin' now
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