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The Game - It Must Be Tough The Game - It Must Be Tough | | [Intro]
DJ Ski! The Game California Republic mixtape Long await, droppin Thursday, bitch{DJ Ski…}
[Chorus: Pharrell]
It must be tough Seein yo’ boy doin the same shit Ridin around in things you can’t get With the window down, puffin like it ain’t shit… It must be tough; it must be tough… Seein the glare from my chain and wrist Me and 20 goons lookin dangerous E’rybody paid, all doin the same shit… Countin money nigga Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds Thousands, thousands (it must be tough)
[The Game]
It must be tough watchin a nigga ball like Carmelo My cars is all yellow, my broads is all yellow What’s wrong with y’all fellas? You fuckin up my energy Used to be my ace, now you wastin my Hennessy The remedy for haters is crap tables in Vegas That crack ain’t gettin it lately, I’m stackin that paper, baby Maybe I should get a maybe, or maybe I should call (Baby) My (Cash Money) is crazy, I crashed up my Mercedes and bought me a Ferrari, the license plates say SORRY The insides safari, the paint job Amar And when the sun hit that bitch, man Bounce off them 24′s and land on my wristband You better keep your arm on yo’ bitch, man Or you gon be Jamal Crawford – sixth man comin off that bench man And it’s a shame man, yo’ bitch gon make it rain a bender(Ay, ay, ay)
[Chorus]
[The Game]
I brush them haters off, like fuck outta here! Open up my garage, pull that Porsche truck outta there Like fuck outta here, I’m up outta here I jump on my hog, throw on that Rough Ryder gear I’m a rider yeah, I’m a roller bitch I might be through with Benzes like here, hold this 6 I get money with the players they duckin and dodgin Feds For my bread, bring the lead, cause I’m sittin on the edge Actin like I don’t get it, actin like I don’t hustle Actin like I don’t Diddy, actin like I don’t Russel Then you wonder why I be, actin like I don’t trust you If you ain’t with me then fuck you, next time I see you I cut you How mad was you? Cause last time I hugged you I felt the negative energy nigga I could have snuffed you Bye hater, cause I’m feelin like (Jada) nigga “We Gon’ Make It”
[repeat 2X]
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds Thousands, thousands (it must be tough)
[Interlude]
How many cars we got nigga? (Thousands, thousands) How many cribs we got nigga? (Thousands, thousands) How many hoes we got nigga? (Thousands, thousands) How many times we told y’all? (Thousands, thousands) How many goons we got nigga? (Thousands, thousands) How many guns we got nigga? (Thousands, thousands) How many haters we got nigga? (Thousands, thousands) Damn… it must be tough
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