I Told You - The Game

I Told You - The Game

  • Year of release: 2005
  • Language: English
  • Duration: 3:30

Below is the lyrics of the song I Told You , artist - The Game with translation

Lyrics " I Told You "

Original text with translation

I Told You

The Game

I told you not to fuck with my gangsta

I swear to God I told him Mase

Prayin on my downfall since I came up

Young Buck, Olivia ain’t safe

I’m riding through your neighborhood with my stainless

Yayo, I’m outside your place

If I can’t get you I’m fucking Lloyd Banks up

You know nigga look at my face

Cause I told you not to fuck with my gangsta

I swear to God I told him Mase

Prayin on my downfall since I came up

Young Buck, Olivia ain’t safe

You told us that Ja Rule was a wanksta

Yayo, I’m Outside your place

Now the whole G-Unit camp is in danger

It’s The Game, nigga look at my face

First things first motherfucker, stop tellin' them lies

It’s easy to stretch the truth now that Hommo died

In front of your grandma’s house, right outside

Nigga ran up on yo' shit and let off nine

And 50 knows homicide let off nine

You ain’t die cuz you only got shot 3 times

1 in the jaw, two in’s and out’s

He was screaming that’s why they knocked his teeth out

I’ve seen your medical reports you phony homie

Look me in the eye’s I tried to warn you homie

A coward dies a thousand deaths in his vest

I’ll give you six more slugs, you can add to the rest

Till' everybody from New York wanna be from the West

Kiss my converse bitch and take your last breath

Cuz that G-Unit shit ain’t gonna last

You could sign Jesus Christ, he couldn’t save your ass

I took a trip to Connecticut, I was lurking with the Glock

Mad cuz Sha Money had me working for the cops

You 5−0 nigga, that your name

Where I come from 5−0, that’s some change

When your first album came out you left out some things

But you «Get Low» like Bleek

when them ratchets bang

Mase step inside the confessional booth

You turned your back on God, the devil got you spooked

You ain’t Murder shit, you don’t even got your own block

Takin orders from a snitch that sleeps with cops

And Little Curtis always lookin for a scam to pull

You ain’t the real 50 Cent, you «Sammy The Bull»

You got shot in the mouth once you still talkin' shit

Gap teeth in your mouth so my dick has got to fit

Now my nuts on your tonsils

my little kid is screaming G-UNOT at your concert

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