What's Wrong Wit The Game

(feat. E-40)
[Intro: Rappin' 4-Tay (E-40)]
Uh, (you tell me)
[Chorus: Rappin' 4-Tay, E-40]
[Rappin' 4-Tay]
Holler at a player though
40 Water, what's wrong wit the game though?
I don't know
[E-40]
Holler at a player though
4-Tay, what's wrong wit the game though?
I don't know
[Verse 1: Rappin' 4-Tay]
I keeps my distance from haters cause I'm quick to flash
Area takes me with a passion, I tap that ass
Be quick to blast, the game just ain't the same no more
You doing too much, pump your brakes, slow your roll
******g up the hustle with the streets and ************t
It's too much legal tender on my agenda to bite our fame
But if you play me, I gots no choice to reach you in check
They playing with a full deck, you can get the breakfast, say thanks
[Verse 2: E-40]
See I'm a business man with a set of big *******
Marketing meetings and, uh, got Frisco
Just ain't your work for a living (uh huh)
They got hit, what the *******?, you think I been got ************t?, it ain't easy
Everyday now walk through the streets
A ******* can't even sit down with his family
And be straight and have a decent dinner
Without a mother****** yelling, "Refalations"
"What I got to do to get you in my compilations?" (compilations)
So I study what I do, the ************t for you for free (for free)
I used to do that to a ******* when I was seventeen (uh, uh)
[Chorus: Rappin' 4-Tay, E-40]
[Verse 3: Rappin' 4-Tay]
What's the world coming to when *******z talk down for fun
Some Rappin' 4-Tay you don't make me dumb
Pop a cherry, we don't mean that much
Cause if it don't make dollars I don't really give a *******
Jocking all up under my name but you don't even know me
Got me ****** up and one of them suckers when they so called homies
If that's the ************t, better pause and magnum or Crip, they ready to paint us
When *******z go against the great 40 Water, what's wrong with the game?
[Verse 4: E-40]
I'm ten years hung in this ************t, if I was up to heart
My ******* got ************, her is his, by selling chicks in front of his car
Got a crib with 9,000 ************, Christine and Marsha, will you just imagine?
Big ass improving for Maximus, big ass, let's fetch it
I seen it in my dream when I was nine years old
My Momma always told me to achieve my goal
Keep a cool bid and, uh, respect a dollar
Never get too greedy for the money and power
[Chorus: E-40, Rappin' 4-Tay]
[Verse 5: E-40]
The reason I carry glocks, 26 on my side of my hip
Cause I ain't dumping now (dumping now), thinking of now a days
They act like you owe something (something)
Talking about, "40, show me some love!, (show me some love!)"
Because I got a, a despot im my blood
*******z want to knock ME
Cause I don't blossom like a sunflower SEED
Surrounded by promises, you said that you keeps me smoking big ******
Drinking while sipping Ale (sipping Ale) yes INDEED
Born and raised in Vallejo (eeehhhh!)
[Verse 6: Rappin' 4-Tay]
They claim they got solid rockets
So all my true player partners, y'all just stay focused
And watch them haters cause they plots on a daily basis
Hustlers, servants, traders that caught so many **** cases
And but I want the quickness if the G's is right
If that game was tight, ballers had pimped at it, ain't no such thing as
Three strikes
No sense, our ******g minds aren't, but I'm on parole and ************t
*******z get to running off at the mouth just like a snitch, some like a ************
Ehhh!, Ehhh!
[Chorus: Rappin' 4-Tay, E-40]
[Chorus: E-40, Rappin' 4-Tay]
[Outro: E-40]
What's wrong wit the game?
Can't get caught off with the game
Just get my chips and get paid
Holler at a player though
4-Tay, what's wrong wit the game though?
Holler at a player though
Holler at a player though
4-Tay, what's wrong wit the game though?
Huh?