When I was years old Straight game I was told I went from pennies of the riders dank, ah (Riders dank, ah) Timin' ass of slangin' crank (Think of griqua) Situation critical, phone home, phone on my digital, call phone
Ya seen a boatload of situations, for Invalid ghetto late ass registrations Boy, I you shit is pitiful, damn Vocally repentable, dead I try to away from artificial (Artificial) Plastic ass, pleather motherfuckin' (Plastic ass, ah)
Exercise yo' main 'Cuz things is changin' and Exercise yo main Just use yo' brain main don't run the game
Exercise yo' main Fertilize yo' grass, playa get that Exercise yo' main But you make it last
One lone loco rides into the sunset but I ain't done yet Respect and wear your vest your guard up 'cuz fools be hard up When you dips better check yo' clips And watch the police and the and the Crips Anyway you choose, got ta pay your Keep one in the chamber 'cuz the always lose Rubber wheels beat rubber any day
Put the green in your jeans and get the holes out ya Or you can stay broke while your homies is smokes And sippin' yak and smokin' dank and tellin' jokes, Pa-pap, pa-pap, fool you can have I worked too hard for to let you take a dime No pain, no gain, no change Prepare yourself for battle, yo' game
Exercise yo' main Make your grow don't you be no hoe low yo' game main Keep your works on tight to make yo' stay right and
yo' game main Fertilize your grass, playa get yo' Exercise yo' game Playa get your coins, be like Goines Have heart, have money, man, have heart, money man Ya
I got you wanna run with me homey (Yeap) Well, I don't need playas in the who can't do nuttin fo' me Show me, get down, nigga, we can make sumpim' (Right, yeah) I'm west coast, eastside hood slum gangsta rappin' say you want to be affiliated (Yeah) Well, let me warn you, I'm the kind of playa that's really
I'm rated X Malcolm E-40, Coolio, and KAM, sprinkle game like You want to make in the game, well, let me show you How to do for self ain't nobody gon' do this for you Oh, you caught like lint, if you waitin' on the God ain't nobody gonna give you shit, you gotsta get up, off yo' ass And put yourself in heaven on earth, before you And exercise yo' game, yo' game, fool
Peep game from a ass, rollin' on the one way to the gas got the indo mixed with hash Monday Sunday and all in-between I fiend for my paper, my fed, and my Ain't no or no suckers on my team or in my mattress call me the Pimp and you can call me the Rat Watch my feet hit the it, ain't no lookin' back
I'm on a mission tryin' to put my click on the map But these niggaz know the half Runnin' with riff raff but I got some game for your ass 'Cuz your is weaker than an anorexic I exercised my game until I had my perfected I wrote the game on paper then I put the on record You better it nigga don't you every disrespect it
E X C E, R I S E, Y O G A, M E for 40 day Thevz in the house better yo' game yo' game
Have heart, money main, have heart, have money, man Exercise yo' game Make money grow don't you be no hoe low Exercise yo' main your works on tight to make your stash stay right and
Exercise yo' game Fertilize your grass, playa get that and Exercise yo' game But you gotta it last (Make it last)
All day e'ry E-40 and tha motherfuckin' right PMD Crowbar, 9 Uh, huh
40 That's time, motherfucka In ass Bugsy De Uh, huh We don't
My Kam We don't a motherfucka, we on hit, the Bay to L.A. Motherfucka All the way to Yo' orientate in situations
Niggaz all on my Clickalications, I'm pervin' Oh time motherfucka Sho' we do, don't let us in we breakin' in is what I do Yeah, E-40, Coolio, the 40 Thevz, my nigga Kam, Yeah, 9 in the house