El Presidente - studio

[Intro: Game]

(Johnny Juliano)

(Cardo got wings)

Real ****** ************t

Other night at your crib, it was like me, Black, 40, OB

We just sittin' there talkin' 'bout life

Played some beats, but I forgot to tell you one thing

[Verse 1: Game]

******s called me to set you up

Want me to come and wet you up

Cause you a out of town nigga like Biggie

Heard about the shit with Diddy

So I came through to vest you up

And I got a vest for 40, a vest for Hush

A vest for every ****** with an owl on his chest and what

I got L.A. unified, you better off committin' suicide

Teachers ain't testin' us

See, I know how it feel to be platinum-plus

******s is jealous of you, so they try to wrap you up

Tat you up, but it's OVO/Blood Money

****** catch these bullets like he catch the bus

Dawg, fame is a mother******

Do a nigga four favors when you can’t do the fifth

How soon they forget?

Run up on you at your granny house, give you 9 like Fif'

How a ****** s'posed to love you ******s?

Heart beatin' fast when I dap and when I hug you ******s

Dre told me not to trust you ******s

Your energy off, you're finicky, I rush you ******s

Just walkin' 'round the crib like, "Why a ****** can’t live?"

Get this money, ****** these ************ though

Thinkin' 'bout the beef like:

"We can pass these mother******' straps like a physical"

This my city, nigga, everybody know it

Ridin' 'round town, just me and my Four Pound

Tucked in my Tom Fords, hopin' I ain't gotta show it

L.A. ******s, be the craziest, these ******s do some shady ************t

******s'll run up on your car, catch you off guard

Like the Lil Wayne and Baby ************t, 40, I'm ****** up

[Hook: Drake and Game]

Y'all better not come to my studio with that fake ************t

Y'all better not come to my funeral with that fake ************t

Y'all better off realizin' there's nothin' that y'all could do wit' me

All I ever asked is keep it eight more than 92 with me, 100

L.A. ******s, be the craziest, yeah, 100

L.A., all I ever asked is 100

L.A., L.A. ******s, be the craziest, yeah, 100

All I ever asked is 100

[Verse 2: Drake]

Thank me later, thanks for nothin', thanks for bluffin'

Thank you so, so much for wearin' your true colors

To every single ******' function

Had ******s tell me to my face how we were family

And how they love me while they was skimmin' off the budget

Now, when I see 'em, they're the ones that's actin' funny

People been reachin' out to me

And I'm on some straight unresponsive ************t

I would have so many friends

If I didn't have money, respect and accomplishments

I would have so many friends

If I held back the truth and I just gave out compliments

I would have all of your fans if I didn't go pop

And I stayed on some conscious ************t

I would have so many more friends

If I lost my success and my confidence

I'm in the club every time that they play the competition

If they even play the competition and I seen the response they get

Yeah, nobody's even hearin' it on top of the pyramid

Might go to Jamaica, disappear again

My circle got so small that it's a period, sayin' to myself...

[Hook: Drake and Game]

Y'all better not come to my studio with that fake ************t

Y'all better not come to my funeral with that fake ************t

Y'all better off realizin' there's nothin' that y'all could do wit' me

All I ever asked is keep it eight more than 92 with me, 100

L.A. ******s, be the craziest, yeah, 100

L.A., all I ever asked is 100

L.A., L.A. ******s, be the craziest, yeah, 100

All I ever asked is 100

[Verse 3: Game]

Miss 4 Cent, that was my real nigga

Held a nigga down since he was a lil' nigga

If he was still alive, he would kill niggas

He was Lil Snupe, I was Meek Mill

******s know how it feel when you missin' your ****** though

Can't think, so you roll up that indigo

Stressin' while drivin' down Figuero'

Blowin' kush clouds until his ghost is in my Ghost, damn

Make a real nigga wanna give his life to God like, "Here it go"

Screamin' Frog name at the clouds, they don't hear me though

Guess they too busy with 2Pac and Biggie though

You niggas don't feel me though

That was on Suge's watch, I'll take Suge's watch

You dissin' Drizzy, that's cool, but don't come to my city though

Not even to H-Town

So underground that I gotta be a trill nigga

Strapped up from the waist down

That's word to Pimp C, J Prince is my real nigga

************t was so simple when Henchman was out

He had a young ****** right there with Meech

So happy when Bleu Davinci got out

We came up on these California streets

L.A. ******s, be the craziest, these ******s do some shady ************t

******s'll run up on your car, catch you off guard

Like the Lil Wayne and Baby ************t

Got a ****** confused, but why a ****** gotta choose?

Don't even matter, dog, cause I'm a always be a real ******

Always be a real nigga

I never learned how to be nothin' but a real nigga

[Hook: Drake and Game]

Y'all better not come to my studio with that fake ************t

Y'all better not come to my funeral with that fake ************t

Y'all better off realizin' there's nothin' that y'all could do wit' me

All I ever asked is keep it eight more than 92 with me, 100

L.A. ******s, be the craziest, yeah, 100

L.A., all I ever asked is 100

L.A., L.A. ******s, be the craziest, yeah, 100

All I ever asked is 100