• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Game - Too Short
• Game - The Game
• Game - Ayumi Hamasaki
• Game - Bôa
• Game - Kool Keith
• Game - Kurupt
• Game - Lil' B
• Game - DJ Khaled
• Game - Dr. Octagon
• Game - Beady Belle
• Game - Namnambulu
• Game - Throne Of Chaos
• Game - Lucerin Blue
• Game - Nick Gill
• Game - Khm
• Game - Rashad Morgan
• Game - Joey Galaxy
• Body Bags - Game
• Bulletproof Diaries - Game
• Still Cruisin - Game
• 100 Barz And Gunnin' - Game
• 360° - Game
• 360 Bars - Game
• 3 Killas - Game
• 360 Degrees - Game
• Till The Wheels Fall Off - Game
• 200 Bars And Runnin' - Game
• 240 Bars - Game
• Compton 2 Fillmore - Game
• Ain't Fuckin With You - Game
• All I Need - Game
• Angel - Game
• Lyrical Homicide - Game
• Buddens - Game
• Justo Faison Tribute - Game
• Dope Game - Game
• Mr. Potato Head - Game
• The Funeral - Game
• G Unit Crip - Game
• All The Way Gone - Game
• All Doggs Go To Heaven - Game
• Trend Setter - Game
• Ali Bomaye - Game
• Superman - Game
• Southside - Game
• Stunner Shades - Game
• Trunk Music - Game
• Pot Of Gold - Game
• Judas Closet - Game
• Good Girls Gone Bad - Game
• Untold Story - Game
• Too Much - Game
• California Vacation - Game
• Doctor's Advocate - Game
• Speakers On Blast - Game
• Game - Game
• Lookin' At You - Game
• Now That I'm Paid - Game
• Blood Diamonds - Game
• Can You Believe It - Game
• Memph Bleek Iz - Game
• Pussy Money & Weed - Game
• Name Me King (ft. Pusha T) - Game
• Number One - Game
• Hate It Or Love It - Game
• Rough (ft. Yelawolf) - Game
• We Ain't - Game
• Hit The J - Game
• Versace (remix) - Game
• Red Nation (ft. Lil Wayne) - Game
• Game - Dis Pater
• Big Money - Game
• Show Is Over - Game
• Hate It Or Love It (Remix) - Game
• My Lowrider - Game
• Game's Pain - Game
• Red Bandana - Game
• Exclusively - Game
• New York (remix) - Game
• Through My Eyes - Game
• Money - Game
• Like an Eagle - Game
• My Love For You - Game
• I Told You - Game
• Swallow That Slug (you Know What It Is Vol. Iii) - Game
• Gangsta Party - Game
• Nice - Game
• 120 Bars - Game

Intro
*guy toking and coughing up*
[$hort] Freddy B!
[Fred B] Wuz up $hort?
[$hort] Ai, y'know they been waitin on this ol' school game
Let's bring that game back!
[Fred B] Like game one thru five?
[$hort] Yeah nigga, just like we use to do it!
[Fred B] Well check this out
Game! Is the shit
Like what? A rat-haired bitch
Verse 1: Old School Freddy B
I was sittin at my home, all alone
Thinkin 'bout bitches I use to bone
Tight young bitches, I can't deny
Rat-haired bitches, I can't lie
The bitch had body is all I know
Only 18 but looked twenty-fo'
Her name was Bitch, class of '92
Skyline High and the shit was cool
Took her to my house, Moms was gone
Turned off the light, unplugged the phone
The bitch said "Fred, I hearda you
Anything you want, I will do"
I dropped my drawers, dick all swoll
She couldn't believe the position was pole
In and out, out and in
I used the bitch like a ATM
G'd the bitch like the one and only
Bust two nuts and called her phony
She couldn't believe what I said
The next thing you know she was on my head
Suckin the dick like it's suppose to be done
Rat-haired bitch make me cum
Freddy B that's the name
Rat-haired bitches, I got game
[$hort] Cos Game
[Fred B] That's the shit
[$hort] Like what? (Like what?)
[Fred B] A nasty bitch
Verse 2: Short Dawg
I like to fuck a nasty bitch
Witta big fat ass and shit
First lay, dick gettin sucked
Bitch don't give a fuck
Cos real players run that game
When I fuck that bitch she won't be the same
Cos when Short Dawg run up in it
Fuck a bitch for about 30 minutes
Real player-like, straight to the point
Bust a nut while I'm smokin a joint
Stop fuckin, still smokin
Lay my dick on her lips, say "Open!"
Ain't nuttin like a nasty bitch
Acting all fast and shit
Bitch just love to flirt
When I see her at the club, I'll be puttin in work
Feelin on her ass at the bar
Let's get a room, girl it ain't too far
On the way, y'know what happened?
She sucked my dick while I was rappin
I just couldn't resist
I couldn't hold back, I said "BEEYATCH!"
[Fred B] Game!
[$hort] All I do is stack
[Fred B] Like what?
[$hort] A motherfuckin mack!
Verse 3: Old School Freddy B
My Copue DeVille is all white
Yes bitch, it's hella tight
Crush blue velvet, gameless game
White on white wit tha gold thangs
Bounce tp the spot, check my crap
Wash, wax, straight on fat
The bass on heat everytime I ride
A long haired bitch on the passenger side
Mackin on the cellular phone
I can't be stopped, 50 G's strong
Fred Benz, Freddy B
Oaktown, a bitch don't sleep
A motherfuckin mack that's what I am
Taxin a bitch like Uncle Sam
She pays the tax, Fred Benz' the pimp
16 G's put the bitch in
No ordinary game, just give it and take
East Oakland can't be fake
I slapped the bitch, the money was short
Macked on the bitch and now she knows
Fred Benz baby, the game is fat
Ask these bitches, I'm a mack
[$hort] Game!
[Fred B] Is like ridin vogues
[$hort] Like what?
[Fred B] Breakin hos
Verse 4: Short Dawg
Breakin hos day and night
They call me Shorty The Pimp, my game is tight
I never do give hos slack
I'm like Fred Benz, I'ma mack
So bitch break yourself
I'm an Oaktown nigga, I'll take your wealth
Cos that's what I was raised to do
Break these bitches, get payed fool
Y'know Short Dawg ain't afraid and hurt
Any bitch I get, you can't take her
Cos the game is fool-proof
Bet'cha momma say I'm tellin ya true
So won't you pay the man
Hundred dollar bills all in my hand
While I break you bitches
Tell a story 'bout ridin with bitches
'Bout these pimp ass niggas from The O
We know just what to do with a ho
Take her where the tricks get laid
Where the hos get paid
You need a pimp, bitch give me a call
I drop the top in my El Dawg
[$hort] Cos Game
[Fred B] It's the shit
[$hort] Like what?
[Fred B] Like a bitch
Outro
[Fred B] Ai, Short Dawg?
[$hort] Wuz up Fred?
[Fred B] I ain't smokin no more dank wit no more bitches
[$hort] Hell naw nigga
Bitch wanna smoke a 20 sack, sge got to spend 20
KnowhutI'msayin?
[Fred B] If the bitch wanna 50, what she gotta do $hort?
[$hort] She gotta do me, you and the whole crew, he hah
[Fred B] And my nigga PO too!
[$hort] Hey, y'know what? Freddy B.....
[Fred B] What's that baby?
[$hort] And Too $hort. We go way back man!
1981, Freemont High School
We the two niggas who invented the word 'BEEYATCH!'
[Fred B] BEEYATCH!

Live now, die later, flood or clock the shit out of haters
Got niggaz tryin to 'Kiss the Game Goodbye' like Jada
Get your shit pushed back like Jada's CD
I'll put your brains on that Kenwood TV
So you can see hell in 3D, it's right there dog
And the Game behind the Desert is a nightmare dog
If it's pussy, I might share it dog, beef I'm right here dog
I'm on the block, white Nike Airs on
Gucci check, Coogi sweat, they wanna know
if 22's on the truck, give me coochie yet
But I come through in the new GS with two, three tecs
Got niggaz Harlem Shakin like the new G. Dep
Tryin to read my whole script, but ain't seen the movie yet
Better have that glock stuffed tonight
I'm comin through with Young Noble, and we, gon', make, it
A block bust tonight
Chorus
Getting American Money Easy, all I know
The Gangsta All Motherfuckers Envy, all my dough
It's a West coast knot, watch, let it bang out
Shots range out, for all the gangsta hangouts
Lace your tips, polish your gators, we like odds in Vegas
You can't ball? Then it's probably the haters
Can't breathe then it's probably the Desert, if you a gangsta or not
I give a fuck dog, bullets is hot
And every nigga gon' cry when he hit, the more pain
the more blood drain, he ain't survivin shit
And your niggaz ain't gon' ride for shit, they know
if they came through everybody in the X-5 is hit
Red rag or blue rag, niggaz die for this
The Game the reason all these niggaz on that 'Cali Love' shit
Compton niggaz get grimy too, pull you out of that 6
Fuck you up like one time'll do
And I dare y'all to stop on the 'Shaw, and King Boulevard
Comin hard, Doogie Howser pullin bullets out your jaw
Turn your round trip into a one-way ticket
You can visit, but you can not lie and kick it
Chorus
Aiyyo, we left a stain on your block, you came with a cop
Pointin fingers at them niggaz, that kept shit hot
Next to 'Pac, I'm the hottest thang out, homey we can bang out
Outlaw air it out, box 'em in, square it out
Learn about your whereabouts and we right there
Me and Game have you left right there
N-O-B-L-E, O-U-T-L-A-W-Z
We bubble with ease, and I double my cheese
I got niggaz out in Compton that'll find yo' ass
I got niggaz out in Jersey, that'll hide yo' ass
for a long time if you ever fuckin with mine
It's a thin line dog between the real and the fraud
We killin your squad, my homeboy still in the yard
You the type of motherfucker standin next to the God
The Game is deep, you motherfuckers ain't the streets
Young Noble and the homey Game flamin heat, c'mon
Chorus

Hora sukoshizutsu anata no nokoshita nukumori ga tokedashite
Shoudou ga kasanari atte deguchi no nai meiro ni hamaru
Zenbu kietara konna karada wa nani no imi wo motsu kana
Fui ni osou genjitsutachi ga nukedaseru michi wo sagasu
Ashita no imagoro ni wa umaku waraeru
Nano ni naze fushigi na kurai kono basho wo hanarerarenai
Kono GEEMU omou you ni sousa dekinai
Sou maru de nanigoto mo nakatta ka no you ni
Itsudatte sou yatte aruitekita no ni
Suna no you ni yubi no sukima surinukete shimai sou de
Jikan dake akireru kurai heizen to sugiru no wo matsu
Moshi nanika kuchi ni sureba sono shunkan subete wa tada
Ashita no imagoro ni wa wasureteru you na
Sono bashi no gi no kotoba nante iranai
Daijoubu GEEMU nara mata sagasebaii
Itsumo yori sukoshi nagabikase sugita no
Ashita no imagoro ni wa umaku waraeru
Itsudatte sou yatte aruitekita no ni
Sou maru de nanigoto mo nakatta ka no you ni
Kono GEEMU omou you ni sousa dekinai
Sono bashi no gi no kotoba nante iranai
Ashita no imagoro ni wa wasureteru you na
Itsumo yori sukoshi nagabikase sugita no
Daijoubu GEEMU nara mata sagasebaii
Itte konna watashi da nante rashiku nai yotte

Romanization
Beautiful na eui gwit ga e
a ju sal jjak seu chi deut mal hae jweo
gwaen cha na jom bbeon bbeon hae do
geu reo ke fun ha ge
Come play with me
cheon cheon hi a seul a seul yak gan eun jja rit ha ge
sal myeo shi neon da ga wa ggam jjak nol la ge hae jweo
Never stop dal kom ha ge chok chok i nae ib sul e
teo jil deut han gi bbeum eul geu dae neun na e ge jweo
Curious a jik meol eo sseo
neon na man eul wi hae ja geun pa ti reul yeo reo oh
Candlelight bi mil so geu ro
ha go ship eun dae ro neu ggi go ship eun geol alright!
Follow me, jom deo tight ha ge
Follow me, jo geum eun ddeu geop ge
Follow meÂ…
Follow meÂ…
dda ra wa in my GAME!
ga gga i jom deo ga gga i
a ma neon go min e puk bba jil geol?
sang sang eun ja yu reul ju ji
meo ri reul jom sseo bwa
Come play with me
cheo eum eun a jjil ha ge
jeom jeom deo deo sae rop ge
ji gyeo un geon shi reun geol
na reul jeul geop ge hae jweo
shi jak do ggeut do eob shi
neo neun nae ge bba jil geol
heun deul li neun nun bi chi
nae ge mo deun geol mal hae
Starry night bam i sae do rog
geok jeong hal geot eob seo nae ge da mat gyeo bwa oh
Feels alright hwan sang so geu ro
i mi neon nae ge ro dul man eui go seu ro
So nice!
Follow me, jom deo tight ha ge
Follow me, jo geum eun ddeu geop ge
Follow meÂ…
Follow meÂ…
dda ra wa in my GAME!
Welcome
YouÂ’re invited
Walking my dreamsÂ…
Candlelight bi mil so geu ro
geu reo ke fun ha ge
Come play with me
Feels alright hwan sang so geu ro
i mi neon nae ge ro dul man eui go seu ro
So nice!
Starry night bam i sae do rog
geok jeong hal geot eob seo nae ge da mat gyeo bwa oh
Feels alright hwan sang so geu ro
i mi neon nae ge ro dul man eui go seu ro
So nice!
Follow me, jom deo tight ha ge
Follow me, jo geum eun ddeu geop ge
Follow meÂ…
Follow meÂ…

[Kool Keith]
Yeah
When I dunk across
When I show you the bowl
When I show you the floor
G-A-M-E, spells game
You know the bass is out, you ain't got game
I'm droppin words on beats, they come in thick game
The little flavor they use, they ain't got game
Long face or not, you be in the big game
Sweet on my feet, I float like Sugar Shane
You never get up the hill, on the Hall of Fame
E-40 my man, he did "Tha Hall of Game"
Players rock the stage, while the ballers bang
Pretty ladies they hang, while you droppin them thangs
Non-stop rocka rocka rocka
When I get up they spot me
[Chorus]
G-A-M-E, spells game (since it started, I've been in it)
N-A-M-E, spells name (yeah that's me, don't forget it)
F-A-M-E, spells fame (whatever it takes, I'ma get it)
G-A-M-E, spells game (just pass me the rock, and watch me hit it)
[Kool Keith]
Peter Piper picked pickles, and Keith rocked rhymes
Move around get away you need to get game
In the pay game, give it up game
Still I flip a brain, in a powerful lane
Like a powerful train, you can't handle my pain
I put a stain on your name, leave you out in the rain
Let my photos remain, like the key yo
stuck to a keychain
Nothin but the net from the 3, chang-a-lang-a-lang-a-lang
Bobba-la-bang-bang
Shockin the ways, rockin them days
Sparkin 'em pays, yo!
Freeze, turn to 3's, on your knees
As free throws turn to bees
[Chorus]
[Kool Keith]
Break down the basslines, girls check your hangtime
Double dribble and fizzle, humble and fumble
If you go out, let it all hang
And sweat like a freebird on the 6th man
Don't get jealous, stop messin with my good name
I'm out here with sharp arts and a booty aim
Watchin the hall of game
The big show, got me insane
Threes to burn leave you in flame
Like chargin a freight train
Little game, or big game
Who's runnin the blitz game?
Triple double game
30 to 8 game, don't be late mayne

Game, street lessons, game, game
Chapter one, alright go, yeah yeah, yo yo yo
Haha, one two, this is what is up, nigga (freeze)
Only the survivors survive in the world of survival
Where your rivals always wanna make it seem
like they're gonna do things and always concocting schemes and plots
You know exactly what it is (you know!)
You know exactly how it's gonna be (ha) haha (you'll never catch me fool)
What, five lessons, five chapters, I'ma start
How you gonna make a couple dollars
When you roam in zones filled with cowards
Ain't no way to make no real cash nigga
Conceal your canning, all you do is flash nigga (motherfucker)
I can tell, fool, you'll never get paid
'Cause niggaz like you ain't got no real game
With all them niggaz that you got by your side
You learned by yourself that the only way to ride
I'ma put you up on (game)
This whole world revolves around (game)
Pure indeed game, and let it obtain
I roll with my girl and weeds
All oversees with loot like I'm flipping keys
I heard niggaz gonna catch me on a slipping tip
Come through with the auto's, cock, flip and shit (hell no)
But I knew from the giddy-up, like EST
And got rid off my fo'-fifty and my G.S.3
I got...
Chorus (2x):
(game) This whole world revolves around
(game) Pure indeed game, and let it obtain
Once you realize you'll never live without (game)
Get paid without, no moves made without (game)
It's the force, the call of the holocaust
Go against the source, end up lost
The portrait of a wild puma
Silent penetration like poison, pinpointing
Isolating hearts, poetical poisonous darts
Puncture like needles, I always take care of my peoples
Verbals vital, no rivals, there's no equals, no sequels
With no one to help us
I'll leave you crying for help and helpless and healthless, wealthless
Oversellers envious and jealous
Bitches and sneaks, pants and muscles
I saw a view through the eyes
Fake ass, bitch ass niggaz in disguise
Keep calm, release the neutron napalm bomb on young hawks
Splitting wigs like logs, cloudy visions like fogs
When the pump gets to pumping,
niggaz get to jumping like frogs, smoke like bungs
Get to stepping, stepping with your weapon
Pause, creep crapped and left in the puddle in seconds
Fuck 'em with veterans, with game...
Chorus (2x)
One time, on time
Give it to me all, 'cause I want it all
Give it to me all, 'cause I love to brawl
Give it to me all, 'cause I want it all
One time, yeah I love to brawl
One time (give it up), one time (give it up)
Check it out
It's hard to sustain and maintain through life
With these motherfuckers throwing niggaz three strikes
The homie big Lou got a fo' on deez
That's the word, came up from flipping birds
Words travel like black talents
The homie's loud at silence, real G's move in silence
How you gonna make it to the next stage
If one second you're broke, the next minute paid
Now you got the police planning
Niggaz on the street scanning, loading up cannons
If it was me, I'd move silently
Prepare warfare, react violently
Lou is too flashy, new clothes
(???) with hoes, and got penetrated
He had too many hoes knowing where he resides
Soon as he got home niggaz was waiting in sight, no game
Shh...
Know what?