The Game — Game Over Remix

[Verse 1 - Snoop Dogg] Bitch, what the fuck you still got your clothes on for? Didn't you read the sign when you came through the front door? No drawers, no bras, no laws Just pimps and hoes and balls in your jaws You can drink what you wanna drink, shake till it achey ache Now make your coochie pop and get them suckas for they bank Not me 'cause I don't pay for no nookie I'm a pimp, bitch I gets money out your pussy I'm fly as an eagle, livin' so illegal Pimp out the Cadillac, blast out the Regal Keep a ton of weed, loc everywhere that we go I do this for my mothafuckin' peoples Flip, bitch! [Hook] Flip, flip, flip, flip, flip, flip, flip, flip Flip, flip, flip, flip, flip, flip, flip, flip Flip, flip, flip, flip, flip, flip, flip, flip Flip, flip, flip, flip, flip, flip, flip, flip [Verse 2 - Game] R.I.P. DJ Screw Soon as I touchdown in Houston, I slow down my music Roll a pound with Snoop and Lil Flip Drive through the Cloverland Houston pits Where niggas sippin' sizzurp, watchin' roosters flip Notorious like B.I.G So I'ma stretch my rubberbands till T.I. free Naw, Game just started Fat red laces in my S Dot Carters I'll tell you where my heart is, in heaven with my lil nigga Marcus That got shot for his Chicago Bulls starter Regardless of the fact I got jacked for them Jordans Pippen wore it when he dunked on Starks in the Garden Nigga, I'm the hardest on the mic in the 'hood If you wanna act retarded then I'm right in the 'hood With them Nikes in the 'hood, stuffin' white in the 'hood Sittin' on that cherry lowrider bike in the 'hood Smoke one for Yayo 'cause when he come home the whole world gone [Hook] [Verse 3 - Lil Flip] Aww, shit it's Snoop and Flip in this bitch First you buy it, then you roll it, then you light that shit You know I smoke like a cancer patient I went gold in two weeks now you niggas hatin' You got Houston and Cali on the track, yeah Plus I know your L.A. bitch, she got my back I make 'em bounce all across the globe I got the Bentley GT and the baby blue robe Oh you ain't know? My liquor 'bout to drop, boy I'm ridin' spinners 'cause my money don't stop, boy I got your baby momma showin' off her G string I'm in my drop bumpin' "Nuthin' But a 'G' Thang" I know you mad 'cause your gal love my voice, oh I know you mad I'm on the cover of the Source, no It's Clover G's on top of my hand Peep the rocks on my band 'cause the game over, man [Hook]