When I was years old Straight game I was told I went from selling pennies of the dank, ah (Riders dank, ah) Timin' ass think of slangin' (Think of griqua) Situation critical, phone home, home Talkin' on my digital, phone
Ya seen a of situations, for dangleations Invalid pass late ass registrations Boy, I you shit is pitiful, damn Vocally repentable, dead I try to stay away from (Artificial) Plastic ass, motherfuckin' individuals (Plastic ass, ah)
Exercise yo' main 'Cuz things is and rearrangin' Exercise yo game Just use yo' brain main run the same game
Exercise yo' main Fertilize yo' grass, playa get that yo' game main But you gotta make it
One lone rides away into the sunset but I ain't done yet Respect yourself and your vest Keep your up 'cuz fools be hard up When you hittin' better check yo' clips And the police and the Bloods and the Crips you choose, got ta pay your dues Keep one in the 'cuz the shoes always lose Rubber wheels beat heels any day
Put the in your jeans and get the holes out ya halo Or you can broke while your homies is rollin' smokes And yak and smokin' dank and tellin' jokes, haha Pa-pap, pa-pap, fool you can have I worked too for mine to let you take a dime No pain, no gain, no pocket yourself for battle, exercise yo' game
Exercise yo' main Make money grow don't you be no hoe low Exercise yo' main Keep your works on tight to make yo' stash stay and
Exercise yo' main Fertilize your grass, get yo' cash yo' game main Playa get your coins, be like Donald heart, have money, man, have heart, have money man Ya
I got next you wanna run me homey (Yeap) Well, I need playas in the paint who can't do nuttin fo' me me, get down, nigga, we can make sumpim' happen (Right, yeah) I'm west coast, eastside east hood gangsta rappin' Niggaz say you to be affiliated (Yeah) Well, let me you, I'm the kind of playa that's really hated
I'm rated X Malcolm E-40, Coolio, and KAM, sprinkle like talcum You want to make money in the game, well, let me you How to do for self 'cuz nobody gon' do this for you Oh, you caught like lint, if you waitin' on the God 'Cuz nobody gonna give you shit, you gotsta get up, off yo' ass And put yourself in heaven on earth, you pass And yo' game, exercise yo' game, fool
Peep from a young ass, rollin' on the one way to the gas got the indo mixed with hash Monday through and all in-between I for my paper, my fed, and my green no busters or no suckers on my team or in my mattress Just call me the Pimp and you can me the Rat Watch my hit the tracks it, ain't no lookin' back
I'm on a mission tryin' to put my click on the map But these don't know the half Runnin' riff raff but I got some game for your bitch ass 'Cuz game is weaker than an anorexic I exercised my game until I had my perfected I wrote the game on paper I put the game 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 Exercise yo'
Have heart, have main, have heart, have money, man Exercise yo' main Make your money grow you be no hoe low Exercise yo' game Keep your works on to make your stash stay right and
Exercise yo' main your grass, playa get that cash and Exercise yo' main But you make it last (Make it last)
All day time E-40 and tha motherfuckin' That's PMD Crowbar, 9 Uh, huh
40 That's E'ry time, In ass Like De Uh, huh We don't
My Kam We quit a motherfucka, we on hit, the Bay to L.A. Motherfucka All the way to Yo' game orientate in
Niggaz all on my Clickalications, I'm pervin' Oh E'ry motherfucka Sho' we do, let us in we breakin' in fool This is I do Yeah, E-40, Coolio, the 40 Thevz, my Kam, goddamn Yeah, 9 in the house