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letra de bills is paid - game

[hook:]
my bills are paid
and everything’s okay
it’s like every day here
summertime in l.a

[verse 1: game]
i’m from compton, home of the fiends
home of the monsters, home of triple beams
home of the shattered f-cking dreams
where most n-gg-s i grew up with ain’t make it to see they teens
ain’t no freddy, ain’t no jason, but n-gg-s too scared to dream
and they ripping pages out of them books bout dr. king
you don’t wanna know half the sh-t i seen
where reading a magazine get you hit with a magazine
n-gg-s ain’t scared to murder cause the jails too packed
kill a n-gg-, he be out before the “r.i.p.” tat
i seen raider snapbacks by starter
then i seen dre make that sox hat harder
then i seen makavelli go at shawn carter
then i seen that block where b.i.g. got slaughtered
then i knew it was my calling
g the f-ck up or die balling
lace them red chucks up, but die falling

[hook]

[verse 2: nipsey hussle]
i’m rising in this game and it feels great
still trying to keep it real, n-gg-s still fake
i’m so impatient, but i still wait
dropped the marathon in november, n-gg-s still late
still show love when i feel hate
on a scale of one to ten, need a high heel eight
or better, blowing this cheddar like i’m bill gates
whatever, i’m in to win til this movie ends
smoking california, eating peruvian
out on miami beach, my n-gg-s, a few of them
just like beverly hills, the b-tches we usually wear
from wishing on a star, n-gg-, took it far
and if i lost it all to war, i wouldn’t trip at all
it sound crazy when i say it
but the fear of falling off is the only thing that could take it
i’m straight

[hook]

[verse 3: game]
i got my hoodie on, it’s a starter
i’m a rock this motherf-cker for trayvon martin
i’m a rock this motherf-cker for trayvon’s daughter
that he coulda had; where’s his killer at? the whole hood is mad
that ain’t the first time, won’t be the last
see reflections of my past while i guzzle through this gl-ss
make me want to run up on you with the muzzle – “where the cash? ”
retaliation is none, n-gg-s can’t afford the gas
got a mansion in the hills, rottweilers by the gates
red ghost’s in the driveway and ducks by the lake
spending time with my daughter so them ducks gotta wait
let a n-gg- call it a duck, he gonna eat a.38
i’m supposed to be this f-cking rich
i’m supposed to be this f-cking great
i’m a menace to society, no larenz tate
but me and my n-gg-s straight and

[hook]

- game

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