Mula - The Game

Mula - The Game/Ye (侃爷)
Let me know if you're feelin' lonely
Cause ain't no real niggas out here
Ye what these niggas start hummin' out their mouth with
Bunch of b******t weak a** albums
Bunch of lil' niggas tryna copy our style
When we originated this whole mothaf**kin' album had hits
That's why we up in the Ritz
That's why I'm up in your b**ch head honcho
Get you killed pronto wearin' red now El Segundo
Bail long as Alonzo Mourning
Kill a ni**a in his Monte Carlo like Alonzo
Sold records sold crack ni**a recognize
For the record I've been wreckin' sh*t since '05
No lie J's on
Take these mothaf**kas off and throw the Ye's on
Rewind J's on
Take these mothaf**kas off and throw the Ye's on
Yeezy tell these niggas that they is slaves
Master want you on red carpet like yesterday
You a house ni**a I'ma get away though
Come back kill master a** like Django
Most you niggas just rapping for the fame though
I start rapping to get the f**k out this durango
What goes around comes around how that saying go
Documentary 2 no 50 keep the change hoe
Feelin' lonely
Let me know if you're feelin' crazy
I guess all that stuff they told me
In my life was extra shady
I should've kept 'em waitin'
Say hello to the mula
I'm on top no lie
Say hello to the mula
I'm on top good night
Back like I never left ni**a I'm on my second breath
And I got another track from Yeezy
How'd you do that Like Eric Wright said Eazy
Pull up in my cool whip I don't give a f**k about it
Leave it at the valet I ain't f**ked up about it
I'll call an Uber ni**a I'll f**kin' shoot a ni**a
I got a white b**ch that blow like a tuba ni**a
I just got a new crib I just got a new Wraith
I just got cooler than LL Cool J
I just got a new gun squeeze it like some toothpaste
I I
Spit in the face of a coward
Sh*t on anybody ever try to take ours
Ye why that ni**a's face so sour
Cause that slick mouth got him wet up like a shower
Now what you know about power
What you know about dreams
What you know about freestylin' versus each other
Shelter outside of Nike Town without a dollar in your jeans
Feelin' lonely
Let me know if you're feelin' crazy
I guess all that stuff they told me
In my life was extra shady
I should've kept 'em waitin'
Say hello to the mula
I'm on top no lie
Say hello to the mula
I'm on top good night
Let me know if you're feelin' lonely
Chuck Chuck Chuck Ni**a I know you see me
Felicia what the f**k you want
Ooh please can I borrow your car
Borrow my car B**ch are you stupid or somethin'
Well give me a quarter piece then
B**ch I don't sell crack no more
Well give me some money or something
I can take around your brother house and trade
I ain't got sh*t
What about this iPod and them
Dre Beats you don't need that sh*t
Don't you know that ni**a or somethin'
So
Please I'll suck your dick for this sh*t
B**ch you can have this sh*t
I don't want my dick sucked by no mothaf**kin' smoker
Okay thank you then You know
I would have sucked your dick for it anyways with your fine a**
Felicia get the f**k away from my car
Okay what is you listenin' to on this sh*t anyway
B**ch press play