the man 4 da game

i'm the man 4 da game

i bring da pain

Imma make it rain

Love turns into pain

You're not usin' your brain

Straight shots don’t toast champagne

Your body's right as rain

150 on my chain

Ice melts into rain

They think they bring that pain

I'm going off the top of the brain

Hundred thousand dollars and that’s on champagne

Po-po wanna pick his brain, ho's wanna give him brain

Cause my mission's insane, you couldn't vision the pain

I’ve seen this young’un on the train, i had to pick his brain

I am not tina, buddy, do not give my window pain

Flyest nigga in this bitch, and i don't even own no chain

Knowing you shouldn't think that way and trying to freeze your brain

We rose up to bigger fame, glows from the tennis chain

Now you scratchin' on my back, i see your pleasure in my pain

Take my music like a drug and drop the needle on the top

 

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

Get a piece of pussy then take my niggas to shop

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

Insane, crazy, the only girl that can make time tick

Fuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick

You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch, no i am sick

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

Niggas lookin like larry holmes, flabby and sick