The Game

By Ric-A-Che

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[Intro]

Yeah (He so cold)

That's right (He so cold)

Get money make money (He so cold)

Spend money watch money go (He so cold)

[Chorus: Nate Dogg] x2

The game (The game)

Keeps on calling (Keeps on calling)

Callin' You (You, You, You)


[Verse 1: Ric-A-Che]

I can recall my share of days of being broke (it was hard)

Did everything from laundering to selling dope

You couldn't cope nope

Threw me out your house and cussed me out

Ain't lost no love for you though cause i was down and out

I know i took the wrong route at times and chose crimes

Got paid for the nickel and dimes i cleaned 9's

Stuck with ? in denial about my drug use

Brews and blunts

My days was messed up in my younger youth

Living my life was hard

Supporting myself was harder

Especially when u got a son and daughter who calls you father

Just imagine if you was the last person living

Probably still wouldn't be free taking these mental pistol whippings

[Chorus] x2


[Verse 2: Ric-A-Che]

My younger days was the best i was a mess

I must confess caused my mama stress running with the rest

Having to settle for less ?

My education and my dreams of having success

Wasn't compatible with others or the best dressed

Few friends, family members who loved me to death

See it was something bout the streets that drove me to em

Developed a close relationship with them felt that i knew em

At times even though they turned they backs on me

I find myself runnin back to em like a close homie

And my momma it seem like she don't even know me

But she never turned her back on me

Always loved me and been there for me

And she told me

[Chorus] 2x


[Verse 3: Ric-A-Che]

When i wake up in the morning (he so cold)

In the evening (he so cold)

Even at night (he so cold)

When i'm out in the hood (he so cold)

When i'm up in the street (he so cold)

When there's nowhere to go (he so cold)

When your words are so cold (he so cold)

Hey! (Hey!)

? Kiss my son and my daughter

Thanks for the letters that you sent me and the money orders

At least it shows me that somebody out there thinking bout me

Seem like you, granny, and ya mama the only ones to write me

I'd like to thank my auntie ? for supporting me all these years

Cause all i gave you was headache, heartache, and tears

Hope one day i turn that frown into a smile

When i get the chance, im gonna turn my life around

But until then...

[Chorus] 4x