Just So You Know - The Game

Anybody

OKE

I need anybody

It’s the moment ya’ll been waiting for

Anybody I need

Anybody I need

End of school, we had a good run right?

Ha ha

Listening to that Drake, I’m like oh shit!

This nigga Drizzy got me thinking bout my old bitch

You know what?

Fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch

You got some bottles in your session, you can fuck that bitch

Jesus piece was a motherfucker,

Gotta thank God like a motherfucker

Interscope ain’t promote that hoe,

But Jimmy I beast to my motherfucker

I’m back like Joe but in hefty grub

I just signed with Cash Money, yeah nigga, you know it

Spending all my motherfucker money and live like goddamn bitch

Can a motherfucker live?

Can a motherfucker live?

Can a motherfucker live?

Brand new dead, drop top Gatti

Kobin up grove, can a motherfucker live?

Flies and jet, motherfucker live

MIA buzzing like a motherfucking bee

Real nigga here, real nigga career

Body anywhere, nigga, I’m so sincere

Six bottles Ciroc, couple hoes in here

Couple old niggas from a 4−4 in here!

Nigga ain’t dolo here

Got desert niggas on the niggas polo here

Bitch back back so my logo clear

It’s Rich Gang!

Dollar signs on the big chain

Ain’t nothing new, I’ve been fucking with Wayne!

Hanging out that window, throwing West Side up, like Pac and you know

In the club we’re startin to popping off and you know

20 K, a king of diamonds, bitch, and you know

California king, hoe, just so you know

And you know,

And you know

And you know

Just so you know!

Listening to this Big Sean like, «oh shit!»

My lil nigga Kendrick kills you on your own shit

But I fuck with Sean

It’s just Compton, nigga

I helped him get his Jesus piece back from the mobsters, nigga!

I’ve been the middle man for rap niggas and jury niggas

Ask me find that shit like I’m motherfuckin Siri.

IPhone, ass nigga!

Five homes, yes nigga!

New coupe slide back with the roof

Hunned 80 proof, gotta throw it back to proof

Air Jordan Ones, North Carolina,

I’m killing these bitches like Ray Keruf

They salute like soldiers, nigga

Give, yo game up like soldiers, nigga

Treat em like lawn chairs, throw them nigga

Still got the West Coast on my shoulders, nigga

Keep to the city, that polices is watching,

A hundred thousand on funerals

Bitches calling me Robin

Cause I’m a hood nigga, doing good, nigga!

I’m God’s favorite, I wish you would nigga!

Hanging out that window, throwing West Side up, like Pac and you know

In the club we’re startin to popping off and you know

20 K, a king of diamonds, bitch, and you know

California king, hoe, just so you know

And you know,

And you know

And you know

Just so you know!