When I was fifteen old dope game I was told I from selling pennies of the riders dank, ah (Riders dank, ah) ass think of slangin' crank (Think of griqua) Situation critical, phone home, home Talkin' on my digital, call
Ya a boatload of situations, for dangleations Invalid ghetto late ass registrations Boy, I tell you shit is pitiful, repentable, dead right I try to stay away artificial (Artificial) Plastic ass, pleather individuals (Plastic ass, ah)
Exercise yo' main 'Cuz things is changin' and Exercise yo main Just use yo' brain main run the same game
Exercise yo' game Fertilize yo' grass, playa get that yo' game main But you gotta it last
One lone loco rides away into the sunset but I done yet Respect yourself and wear vest Keep guard up 'cuz fools be hard up When you hittin' dips better yo' clips And watch the police and the Bloods and the Anyway you choose, got ta pay dues Keep one in the chamber 'cuz the shoes lose Rubber beat rubber heels any day
Put the green in jeans and get the holes out ya halo Or you can stay while your homies is rollin' smokes And sippin' yak and smokin' dank and tellin' jokes, Pa-pap, pa-pap, you can have that I worked too hard for mine to let you a dime No pain, no gain, no pocket yourself for battle, exercise yo' game
Exercise yo' game Make your money don't you be no hoe low yo' game main Keep works on tight to make yo' stash stay right and
Exercise yo' game Fertilize your grass, playa get yo' Exercise yo' main Playa get coins, be like Donald Goines Have heart, have money, man, heart, have money man Ya
I got next you wanna run me homey (Yeap) Well, I don't need playas in the paint who do nuttin fo' me Show me, get down, nigga, we can sumpim' happen (Right, yeah) I'm west coast, eastside east slum gangsta rappin' Niggaz say you want to be (Yeah) Well, let me warn you, I'm the kind of playa really hated
I'm X like Malcolm E-40, Coolio, and KAM, sprinkle game like You want to money in the game, well, let me show you How to do for self 'cuz nobody gon' do this for you Oh, you caught like lint, if you on the mystery God 'Cuz ain't nobody give you shit, you gotsta get up, off yo' ass And put yourself in heaven on earth, you pass And exercise yo' game, yo' game, fool
Peep from a young ass, rollin' on the one way Foot to the gas got the indo mixed hash Monday Sunday and all in-between I for my paper, my fed, and my green Ain't no busters or no suckers on my or in my mattress Just call me the and you can call me the Rat Watch my feet hit the tracks it, no lookin' back
I'm on a mission tryin' to put my click on the map But these don't know the half Runnin' with riff raff but I got game for your bitch ass 'Cuz your game is weaker an anorexic I exercised my game until I had my perfected I the game on paper then I put the game on record You better check it don't you every disrespect it
E X C E, R I S E, Y O G A, M E for 40 day Thevz in the house better exercise yo' Exercise yo'
Have heart, money main, have heart, have money, man Exercise yo' game Make your money grow you be no hoe low Exercise yo' main your works on tight to make your stash stay right and
Exercise yo' game Fertilize your grass, playa get that and Exercise yo' main But you gotta make it (Make it last)
All day time E-40 and tha Click right PMD Crowbar, 9 Uh, huh
40 That's E'ry time, In ass Like De Uh, huh We don't
My Kam We don't a motherfucka, we on hit, the Bay to L.A. Motherfucka All the way to Yo' game in situations
Niggaz dump all on my Clickalications, I'm Oh E'ry time Sho' we do, don't let us in we breakin' in is what I do Yeah, E-40, Coolio, the 40 Thevz, my Kam, goddamn Yeah, Barr 9 in the