When I was years old Straight game I was told I went selling pennies of the riders dank, ah (Riders dank, ah) Timin' ass of slangin' crank (Think of griqua) critical, phone home, phone home Talkin' on my digital, phone
Ya seen a of situations, for dangleations Invalid ghetto late ass registrations Boy, I you shit is pitiful, damn Vocally repentable, right I try to stay away from (Artificial) Plastic ass, pleather individuals (Plastic ass, ah)
Exercise yo' game 'Cuz is changin' and rearrangin' yo game main Just use yo' brain main run the same game
yo' game main Fertilize yo' grass, get that cash Exercise yo' game But you make it last
One lone loco rides away into the sunset but I ain't yet Respect yourself and your vest your guard up 'cuz fools be hard up When you hittin' better check yo' clips And watch the police and the and the Crips Anyway you choose, got ta pay your Keep one in the chamber 'cuz the shoes lose Rubber wheels beat heels any day
Put the green in your jeans and get the holes out ya Or you can stay broke while your homies is rollin' And sippin' yak and smokin' and tellin' jokes, haha Pa-pap, pa-pap, fool you can that I too hard for mine to let you take a dime No pain, no gain, no pocket Prepare for battle, exercise yo' game
Exercise yo' game Make your money don't you be no hoe low yo' game main Keep your on tight to make yo' stash stay right and
yo' game main Fertilize your grass, playa get yo' yo' game main Playa get your coins, be like Donald Have heart, have money, man, have heart, have man Ya
I got next you wanna run me homey (Yeap) Well, I don't need playas in the paint who do nuttin fo' me Show me, get down, nigga, we can sumpim' happen (Right, yeah) I'm west coast, eastside east slum gangsta rappin' Niggaz say you to be affiliated (Yeah) Well, let me warn you, I'm the kind of playa that's hated
I'm rated X Malcolm E-40, Coolio, and KAM, game like talcum You want to make money in the game, well, let me you How to do for self 'cuz ain't gon' do this for you Oh, you caught lint, if you waitin' on the mystery God 'Cuz ain't nobody gonna give you shit, you get up, off yo' ass And put yourself in heaven on earth, you pass And exercise yo' game, exercise yo' game,
Peep game from a young ass, on the one way Foot to the gas got the indo mixed hash Monday through Sunday and all I fiend for my paper, my fed, and my Ain't no busters or no suckers on my team or in my Just me the Pimp and you can call me the Rat Watch my feet hit the tracks it, ain't no lookin'
I'm on a tryin' to put my fuckin' click on the map But these niggaz don't the half Runnin' with raff but I got some game for your bitch ass 'Cuz your game is weaker an anorexic I exercised my until I had my game perfected I wrote the game on then I put the game on record You check it nigga don't you every disrespect it
E X C E, R I S E, Y O G A, M E for 40 day Thevz in the house better exercise yo' yo' game
Have heart, have money main, heart, have money, man Exercise yo' game Make money grow don't you be no hoe low Exercise yo' main Keep works on tight to make your stash stay right and
Exercise yo' game your grass, playa get that cash and Exercise yo' main But you make it last (Make it last)
All day time E-40 and tha motherfuckin' right PMD Crowbar, 9 Uh, huh
40 right E'ry time, In ass Bugsy De Uh, huh We don't
My Kam We don't a motherfucka, we on hit, the Bay to L.A. Motherfucka All the way to Yo' game in situations
dump all on my Clickalications, I'm pervin' Oh E'ry motherfucka Sho' we do, let us in we breakin' in fool This is I do Yeah, E-40, Coolio, the 40 Thevz, my nigga Kam, Yeah, 9 in the house