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Mac Put Me In Tha Game

fate Chorus x2 Put me in tha game I wanna shine too man , let me get mine too, Look I wanna show these fools what I can do Put me in tha game All I

fate [Chorus x2] Put me in tha game I wanna shine too man , let me get mine too, look I wanna show these fools what I can do Put me in tha game All

I'm a soldia at war 'Cause everybody wanna try to pick out tha devil in me But tha evil that's betta than me He keeps me at ease take notes 'cause here

can't make it home, I wisper things in ya' ear, Like your near me, Wonder if you feel me, From far away, Or can you hear me, It seems to me, That ya

worry bout me Momma I'm a G I know how to handle niggas tryin to come up on me Tryin to run up on me Thinkin you gon try me sh*t in a bag Drinkin through

to the old girl see ya'll hoes betta chill Now back to the game lotsa nigga been dying for this Done lost they lives to this Got me on this survival

roll wit tha Shifts, 'cause tha thug, they creep, gon' flip it all tha reep, on tha midnight streets, where they play foe keeps, so fake soldiaz tha

me the lyrics would have fucked up my lyrical status can't touch me or any style these niggas in the game wanna talk foul ima shove me rod in ya mouth

you 100 deep But ya ain't gon fuck with a picture of me Time for ho's to get slapped and tha niggaz get stomped If crunk was a .44, this be tha pump Hit tha