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The Game

Champion

 

Champion

(album: The Face Of L.A - 2009)


Ay yo Cool
Tell Dre I been doing some thinking
And um...
I don't know how to say this:
Hate it or Love it was whack!

Guess who's back, dressed in all black
Brooklyn dodger and that Yankee hat
I'm a big dog, came to tame you cats
I'm a gangsta, this ain't entertainment rap
You know the black Louis belt with a stainless hat
Crenshaw Boulevard, where I'm famous at
No more sunshine cause the rain is back
Flow Shady, niggas like I can't be black
I'm the cocaine of rap, the dope game is back
My lyrics dress like Mos Def, I bring the 80's back
With one bar, I can change the way
Niggas think about me, compared to say...
A Jay, a Nas, a Cube, nah
I'm too hard, I'm 2 Pac's
And I still got drug money in that shoe box

Champion
Number one
Take your hats off and throw em' in the sky
You fucking with a
Champion
Number one
Take your hats off and throw em' in the sky

I'm like Tim Duncan dunking
Big Pappy, wanna see something?
Homerun, Game is on one
Yeah I'm back in the black
Air Force Ones, Jordan tag on the back
Damn, how the fuck Jordan do that?
Ask Bryon Russell how the fuck Jordan do that
I'm a gangsta, nigga true that
Just moved outta Compton, don't make a nigga move back
Yo Dre, where Cool at?
Tell him he can Hate it or Love, but guess who's back
Bo know this, Bo know that
But Bo didn't know Eli could beat the Pack's
Like Dre didn't know I could beat the rat
Knock 'em all out the park, then break the bat

Champion
Number one
Take your hats off and throw em' in the sky
You fucking with a...

Boss Hogg. no Dukes of Hazzard
Just a little pocket knife cutting through the mattress
Take the bricks out, put the chips in
Then subtract Pharrell, put the clips in
That's my life, it involve the Crips
But like my uncle Ray say when he drunk off a fifth
Talking shit, cleaning his Vietnam A.K
"You shoulda seen Joe Louis in his heyday"
R.I.P. Uncle Ray, never seen Floyd Mayweather box on payday
Niggas don't want a box, they scared
Niggas don't wanna floss, I stop, they stare
Come through with a drop so rare
A drop that hood niggas can't cop nowhere
You might as well throw your rocks in the air
I defy gravity and I stop it there!

Champion
Number one
Take your hats off and throw em' in the sky
You fucking with a
Champion
Number one
Take your hats off and throw em' in the sky

done

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