The Game — The Hangover

[Intro: The Game] Y'all know what it is Its the Purple Tape Shout out to my nigga Raekwon Puttin' out that official shit But this right here, it's the hangover It's the hangover It's the hangover Yeah, yeah [Verse 1: The Game] All purple like the Ravens Hit you with mixtapes 'til your fuckin' chest cave in My flow a nightmare, Wes Craven Get it? the West cravin' my style I know it's been a while Naw, nigga it's been a day since I hit you with that purple tape Niggas know my style, movin' them tracks out And the R.E.D. Album gon' be worth the wait Naw, nigga the Earth gon' shake And Rihanna gon' be hoppin' out of birthday cakes I'm a trendin' topic, tell these lil' niggas stop it Nigga, I'm clockin', let your G Shock clock it Just got a Mazi, took it to the shop, dropped it Slide through the 'hood, 3 ball, side pocket With my side chick and the hair flip Like the old Sidekick, the world bumpin' my shit [Chorus] Oh, didn't think I would make it up here, right Oh, didn't think I would make it up here, right [Verse 2: The Game] Niggas like, "Game, you did this yesterday?" that's right Matter fact, to be exact, I did it last night And I can prove it to ya The Heat lost to the Knicks in Madison Square, nigga, I'm like Google to ya Watch how I do it to ya I'm the king, started my own gang, shit. I'm like Larry Hoover to ya Nah, matter fact, Freddy Kreuger to you This ain't a dream, I'll really put the Ruger to you Scared how that new shit drop, set up shop R.E.D. Album gon' drop, them niggas gon' call Koch Niggas gon' call cops, Chuck Taylor in the buildin' Can't see the goons, they blend in like chameleons Rolling Stone said I'm brilliant Hottest mixtape since Wayne dropped No Ceilings Now I ride around the hood with no ceilings Everybody in the movies clappin' for the villain [Chorus] Oh, didn't think I would make it up here, right Oh, didn't think I would make it up here, right [Verse 3: Famous Fresh] Yeah, comin' from nothin', gettin' money, what you left to do? Plan to execute or end up a vegetable We watch the same game but somehow I got the better view With Chuck help a nigga 'bout to blow like an inner tube Big blunt smokin', flossin' in my interviews Two bad bitches naked in my livin' room Big black Benz's, both of 'em 62's Bottles on ice, livin' life like s'posed to do Nigga, stop hatin', start congratulatin' We throwin' paper in the air like we graduated They say money talk, well check a nigga conversation Talk so much, Game made a nigga occupation Yeah, your boy Famous Fresh got skills While your baby momma blowin' on me like a hot meal Just another nigga wit' a attitude California smoke nigga, live from the avenues, uh [Chorus] Oh, didn't think I would make it up here, right Oh, didn't think I would make it up here, right [Outro: The Game] Shit is real, it's the hangover It's the hangover, it's the hangover It's the hangover, it's the hangover It's the hangover When they say the game over Do the same thing over