Game Memph Bleek Iz Lyrics

Live From Compton Track Listing
CD-R 1
  • 1 Straight Outta Compton
  • 2 82 Days Left
  • 3 100 Bars
  • 4 Hit You Wit the Uzi
  • 5 Compton 2 Fillmoe
  • 6 Troublesome
  • 7 Don't Make Me Clap
  • 8 Im Gangsta
  • 9 Compton, Compton
  • 10 Drama Is Real
  • 11 Puff, Puff, Pass
  • 12 Same Ole Heat
  • 13 CPT Born, Brooklyn Bound
  • 14 Hot Shit
  • 15 Sidewayz
  • 16 Street Soldiers
  • 17 Ride or Die
  • 18 Aftermath
  • 19 We Make Moves
  • 20 Cocaine
    CD-R 2
  • 1 Neighborhood Supastar
  • 2 I'm Looking
  • 3 When Shit Get Thick
  • 4 What Type of Nigga
  • 5 All I Know
  • 6 Call My Home
  • 7 That's President
  • 8 Memph Bleek Iz
  • 9 Who the Illest
  • 10 [untitled]

  • [The Game talking]
    The young Roy Jones of this rap shit
    Somebody bout to get knocked the fucked out tonight man
    You better tell your boy somethin, you better tell him somethin

    [Verse 1: The Game]
    Skip through the blueprint one bang this what's mentioned
    Bleek you're one hit away but he didn't know The Game was pitchin
    Balls faster than Roger Clemens nigga you're too big for your britches
    Two gold albums not make you a hitter
    Might make you a little richer but don't forget the big picture
    All of those make you a fag with money like Little Richard
    Take your faggot ass picture put it next to Gulliani
    Run you for your roc-a-wear fit and beat you with the Tommy
    Drag your ass down to Alby Square
    Call Beans, Jay, Freeway, Biggs, Dame I'll be there
    Compton behind me ask Nas queens is with me
    You ain't never sold crack in your life I'm takin your fiends with me
    Come get me
    My guns smoke like Robert Downey
    Two shots and a pound he got a room in Kings County
    And you might live or sit in a box
    Depending on how long it NYPD to respond to the shot

    [Chorus: The Game]
    Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek
    Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek

    [Verse 2: The Game]
    See what the problem is too much east coast dick lickin
    And everybody tryin to do their best 2pac rendition
    Listen they wonder how I live with 5 shots
    Niggaz is hard to kill on my block
    When you was in the streets comin of age
    I was in the streets pumpin the gauge
    While you was rappin I was makin it happen
    On the block with a k
    While you was with the roc on the stage
    I had rocks on the stage
    On headliner for the front page we know that you front
    You be on sunset doin what? Gettin your punk ass stunt
    You gon respect us or that fo' rippin through the vests
    And you know who you are deaf nigga'll get the message
    Malik or M-E-M-P-H Bleek
    Fuck around and be a B-I-T-C-H sleep
    Cuz all that yappin dude will get guns clappin dude
    And stop Memphis from rappin dude, huh

    [Chorus: The Game]
    Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek
    Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek

    [Verse 3: The Game]
    It took me a little while but I am now understandin
    Jay fucked up in the first round when he picked olo with candy
    Did olo in the second, nigga take it from me
    The Roc did not strt to bounce till you picked up beans
    Add freeway to the team but move the ugly bitch
    Trade the Marcy reject for Cam'ron and Lil' Chris
    Now the squad 5 is live 6 man is Neef
    Fans in the stand yellin out fuck Memphis Bleek
    You want beef I have your body parts all over New York
    Leg in jersey arm in Brooklyn head buried in central park
    You can't even borrow from New York no more like John Starks
    And I ain't talkin to him I'm talkin to Malik Cox
    And I got a pine box for a nigga like you
    Streets is talkin how many real niggaz like you
    Hit LAX remember when you come to the coast
    Niggaz don't play with they lives when it comes to the toast

    [Chorus: The Game]
    Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek
    Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek
    Thanks to Rapreporter for submitting Memph Bleek Iz Lyrics.

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