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Artist:	Game
Song Title:	Put You On The Game
Genre:	Hip-Hop
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Electro-compulsive Therapy Part one
Go 'head [3x]
Do the crip wit me
Go 'head [3x]
Do the snake wit me
Go 'head [3x]
Do the walk wit me
Go 'head
Go 'head
Go ahead Game

First things first (aftermath), the chronic is back
This is indo produced by timbo
Game ova, naw the NWA chain choka
Is burnin rubber inside the range rova
Chain smokin, purple haze, this ain't
Anotha one of those this the rebirth for dre
The rebirth for LA, the rebirth for hip-hop
Another memorial for makaveli and big pop
Hold up, timb stop... i said this anotha memorial
For makaveli and big pop, g-g-g-g-g!
Young homie got shit locked, public enemy number one
Flava flav with a wristwatch. all black g-units
All black impala, im a skitzo 3-wheelin the six-fo
50 cent know i'm comptons most wanted when
I'm ridin wit timbo

[Chorus]
Girl if you got a big back lemme bend that
Show me where ya friends at we can flip that
Lemme put you on the game(4x)
I show you where the bloods at where the crips at
Show you where they flip crack, where they pitch that
Lemme put you on the game(4x)

[Verse 2]
I ain't got the west on my shoulda, got the west
In the backseat of the rova. ridin on dubs, nigga
I'm westcoastin.
the next hova from the home of
The best doja, makin all that racket, i got the u.s. open
Stunt on me i'll leave u wit ya chest open, vest broken
Hop in the lo-lo wit tha tech smokin, g-g-g-g-g!
I done paid my dues, NWA is back this is front page news.
I got dre in the back, ridin on 22's. bitches screamin
'let me ride', it must be the shoes. red and black g6's
Red dot on the glock, i'm goin 3x platinum dawg how
Do i stop? i'm hot

[Chorus]
Girl if you got a big back lemme bend that
Show me where ya friends at we can flip that
Lemme put you on the game(4x)
I show you where the bloods at where the crips at
Show you where they flip crack, where they pitch that
Lemme put you on the game(4x)

[Verse 3]
My unit is gorilla, fuck with my la familia,
I will kill ya(g-g-g-g unit). i know that boy not familia(r),
But you got to feel em if the docta sealed em
(is compton in the house?) without a doubt
I'm the rapper wit clout otha niggaz yap about.
You know the one that introduced new york to
The beach cruiser, got em puttin red and blue
Strings in they g-units. get groupie luv,
Tell em to keep movin, if i gotta problem wit a bitch
I let eve do it. unless she got on a pearla
And i can see through it, i don't just let her ride
I give her the keys to it. me n my bitch layed back
In the coupe, i'm movin in the neighborhood i ain't
Passin through. i woulda been here afta snoop,
But i slowed down and showed timbaland how to iron a khaki suit.

[Chorus]
Girl if you got a big back lemme bend that
Show me where ya friends at we can flip that
Lemme put you on the game.(4x)
I show you where the bloods at where the crips at
Show you where they flip crack, where they pitch that
Lemme put you on the game.(4x)

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