The Game - Bullet With Your Name On It Lyrics

I got a bullet with your name on it
You 'bout to have a hoodie with a motherf*cking stain on it
Dashboard with your brain on it
Motherf*cking bitch, you worried bitch nigga tell yo mama put a frame on it

Know it's murder, if The Game on it
Irv Gotti with the flame on it
I'm in the coupe, know the roof and it smell like Mary Jane, don't it?
Balmain crew neck, [?] with the chain on it
Goddamn, I'm the motherf*cking man
Tote drums like a motherf*cking band
So fly, I don't know where to land
So fly, motherf*cking Peter Pan
You put the city on your back like a motherf*cking tat
Damn nigga, you can stand where I stand
You can eat where I eat
I got a house on the beach but I run these streets
100 grand every week
10 mil in the safe, so you know where I sleep
Put a pillow by the combo
Band arms like I'm Mutombo
Ears to the street like Dumbo
High school on El Segundo
So you ain't gotta ask where I'm from though
Hit the corner on Cedar, polo beater
Run up on a nigga like pronto
Run up on a nigga like Wingstop
Lemon pepper wings when the motherf*cking beam hot
Got the molly, got the white and the lean locked
Selling dreams on my grandmama grandpop

I got a bullet with your name on it
You 'bout to have a hoodie with a motherf*cking stain on it
Dashboard with your brain on it
I got a bullet with your name on it
Know it's murder, if The Game on it
Goddamn, I'm the motherf*cking man
Got a bullet with your name on it
Know it's murder, if The Game on it
I got a bullet with your name on it

(You know what the f*ck be pissing me off? That other motherf*ckers think they run my block. Nigga, this my block, nigga I don't give a f*ck who on this motherf*cker. Grannies, kids, nigga old people, dogs, cats, I don't give a f*ck when I'm walking through the block, nigga everybody moving. You don't understand, nigga, this is my motherf*cking block. Anything can die, nigga, we killing motherf*cking flowers, we killin' air, we'll put bullet holes in clouds, niggas gon' move when we coming down the block. Get the f*ck off that stoop!)

I'm a f*cking alcoholic
I'm on Rosecrans & Central
In the Tam's drive thru
And I got murder on my mental
Lord please forgive me
Please forgive me
I say Lord please forgive me
Please forgive me

(You with the shit? Then you gotta show me you with the shit, nigga. Jump off that f*ckin' stoop, hit the f*ckin' gate, nigga. Grab your burners, it's time to go to war. Nigga, it's a block war, it's my motherf*ckin' block. It ain't yours, yours, his, hers, it ain't nobodies but mine! If you wanna stay on this motherf*ckin' block, you standing behind me and I grip this motherf*ckin' trigger and I start giving it to niggas like ugh! ugh! ugh!)

I got a bullet with your name on it
You 'bout to have a hoodie with a motherf*cking stain on it
Dashboard with your brain on it
I got a bullet with your name on it
Know it's murder, if The Game on it
Goddamn, I'm the motherf*cking man
Got a bullet with your name on it
Know it's murder, if The Game on it
I got a bullet with your name on it

(Can't nobody stop what the f*ck I'm doing. Lay that shit the f*ck down, everybody get down, nigga, ah! You don't want none of this shit, nigga! I'll give a nigga the whole f*ckin' clip. Every motherf*ckin' round in this motherf*cker you can get. I'm breaking windows, I'm tearing hinges off of f*ckin doors. I'm flipping motherf*ckin cars, trucks, ambulances. This is my motherf*ckin block! Lay it down!)

You 'bout to have a hoodie with a motherf*cking stain on it
Dashboard with your brain on it
I got a bullet with your name on it
Know it's murder, if The Game on it
Goddamn, I'm the motherf*cking man
Got a bullet with your name on it
Know it's murder, if The Game on it
I got a bullet with your name on it