Текст песни "Coolio - Exercise Yo' Game"
When I was fifteen years old Straight dope game I was told I went from selling pennies of the riders dank ah (riders dank ah) Timin ass think of slangin crank (think of slangin griqua) Situation critical: phone home phone home Talkin on my digital: call phone Ya seen a boatload of situations for dangleations Invalid ghetto pass late ass registrations Boy I tell you shit is pitiful, damn! Vocally repentable, dead right! I try to stay away from artificial (artificial) Plastic ass (plastic ass), pleather motherfuckin individuals (Fuckah!!) *Coolio* Exercise yo' game mayn Cause things is changin and rearrangin Exercise yo game mayn Just use yo' brain mayn don't run the same game *E-40* Exercise yo' game mayn Fertilize yo' grass, playa get da cash Exercise yo' game mayn But you gotta make it last! Verse Two: Coolio One lone loco rides away into the sunset but, I ain't done yet Respect yourself and wear your vest Keep your guard up cause fools be hard up When you hittin dips better check yo' clips and Watch the police and the Bloods and the Crips Anyway you dudes got ta pay your dues Keep one in the chamber cause the shoes always loose Rubber wheels beat rubber heels anyday Put the green in your jeans and get the holes out ya halo Or you can stay broke while your homies is rollin smokes And sippin yak and smokin dank and tellin jokes, haha Pa-pap, pa-pap *gunshot sound accompanies*, fool you can have that I worked too hard for mine, to let you take a dime No pain no gain no pocket change Prepare yourself for battle, exercise yo' game *Coolio* Exercise yo' game mayn Make your money grow don't you be no hoe low Exercise yo' game mayn Keep your works on tight to make yo' stash stay right and *E-40* Exercise yo' game mayn Fertilize your grass, playa get yo' cash Exercise yo' game mayn Playa get your coins, be like Donald Goines Have heart have money man, have heart have money man -- YAKNOW! Verse Three: KAM I got next you wanna run with me homey (yeap) Well I don't need playas in the paint who cain't do nuttin fo' me Show me get down nigga (right) we can make sumpim happen (yeah) I'm West coast Eastside East hood slum gangsta rappin Niggaz say you want to be affiliated (yeah) Well let me warn you: I'm the kind of playa that's really hated I'm rated X like Malcolm E-40, Coolio, and KAM -- sprinkle game like talcum You want to make money in the game well let me show you How to do for self cause ain't nobody gon' do this for you Oh you caught like lint; if you waitin on the mystery God Cause ain't nobody gonna give you shit You gotsta get up, off yo' ass and put yourself in heaven on Earth, before you pass And exercise yo' game -- exercise yo' game fool Verse Four: 40 Thevz Peep game from a young ass, rollin on the one way Foot to the gas got the indo mixed with hash Monday through Sunday and all in-between I fiend for my paper, my fed, and my green Ain't no busters or no suckers on my team or in my mattress Just call me the Pimp And you can call me the Rat Watch my feet hit the tracks it, ain't no lookin back I'm on a mission tryin to put my fuckin click on the map But these niggaz don't know the half Runnin with riff raff but I got some game for your bitch ass Cause your game is weaker than an anorexic I exercised my game until I had my game perfected I wrote the game on paper then I put the game on record You better check it nigga don't you every disrespect it E-X-C-E, R-I-S-E, Y-O-G-A, M-E for-dy/40 Thevz in the house better exercise yo' game Exercise yo' game *E-40* Have heart have money mayn, have heart have money mayn, YОбновить текст