Red Light (feat. Game)

(For a taste of your love)

(Oh, a taste of your love)

(Just a little taste of your love will be alright)

(I'm playing a game of solitaire)

I just want to be known

As one of the greatest

(I'm playing a game of solitaire)

Yeah, yeah

See my mother was a hustler

And my father was a gambler

And that made me a scrambler

My Grandmother  named me Game

I'm not a amateur

Creep up on my fam and man

I might blam at ya

Hood **** put your hammers up

A million thugs march, picture that

With a camera

Then picture me

Floyd Mayweather stamina

Riding with a style

You something cute with Atlanta butt

I could go hammer but

I'm not broke

Picture me getting a million dollars

For every rhyme I wrote

I'm joke, when Jay gon' do a song with me

I ain't joke, I mean what the fuck is wrong with me

You act like my polo boxers is a thong you see

I beat on these rappers

Hip-hoppers Donkey Konging me

And while we talking 'bout video games

I press siege on Call of Duty

Press L2 and aim

When shooting starts at the red light and you got your guns on you

**** what you gon' do, do

Game recognize game

I will cock and aim, kha kha

My **** kha kha

When you see me making it rain inside the club

And you mad ****, what you gon' do, do?

Game recognize game

I will cock and aim, kha kha

My **** kha kha

I'm not a game

You ****'s is so lame

My forty is so aim

I will kha kha kha

And if you're kid's in the car

I won't mind waiting

I got two sons

I'm not a daddy spending time hater

Got your licence plates

So you ain't hard to find later

And I got a movie, you made a deuce

So where there be some time later

I know this shit coming out of my mouth

Make the crime gradable

When you the Game

Sometimes you got to remind haters

Got **** that are fine haters

Take you to the LA Zoo

And feed you punk ass to non-gator

I'm an animal, cannibal

Can I bust the NLL

Don't do it. don't trust

It's the **** that ripped Moe D

He put the O in OG

J is J, but to win that

You got to show me

Matter a fact Young Hove

Gotta show me

That you the greatest at all time

****, that's you and don't speak

When shooting starts at the red light and you got your guns on you

****, what you gon' do, do?

Game recognize game

I will cock and aim, kha kha

My **** kha kha

When you see me making it rain inside the club

And you mad ****, what you gon' do, do?

Game recognize game

I will cock and aim, kha kha

My **** kha kha

I gotta couple rap homies

And a lot of rap enemies

But there ain't non of you

Rap motherfuckers

No kin to me

Bail to you're throat

If you trade on I

Ever disrespect Snoop

Or hate on Nas

I'm like the ink in the ink pen

The juice when you put gin

I spit bars, but ****

I never think pen

I only think pen when my ass

Clinked in

And if I'm ever clinked in again

Let me sit thin

I'm so titanic

Leonard DiCaprio, DaVinci

Just painted the Mona Lisa

My paint brush empty

Like the miles in the ghetto

I can see it, my new house

Is just miles from the ghetto

Young black entrepreneur

Like Cosby in his Jell-O

Everybody watches Kobe, ****

What about LO

**** average fourteen points

Two points a game

10.6 rebounds

3.5 assists

One still in the block

These silly NBA motherfuckers

Won't even take notice

Man that's fucked up, ****

If that ain't an AllStar

Then what the fuck is

When shooting starts at the red light and you got your guns on you

****, what you gon' do, do?

Game recognize game

I will cock and aim, kha kha

My **** kha kha

When you see me making it rain inside the club

And you mad ****, what you gon' do, do?

Game recognize game

I will cock and aim, kha kha

My **** kha kha

Keep thinking I'm a motherfuckin' game, ****

I play solitaire in this hip-hop shit

Play by my motherfuckin' self

Keep tryna play me like I'm a chessboard

I'ma take your fucking queen, ****

And you know what you could do?

King me