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