Exercise Yo Game Lyrics by Coolio

Exercise Yo Game Lyrics

    When i was fifteen years old
    Straight dog game i was told
    I went from selling pennies in a writers dike
    Time and ass through the psychic breaker
    Situation critical phone home
    Phone home
    Talk about my digital
    Call phone
    Ya seen a boatload of situations
    Fedanglelations invalid ghetto pass late ass registrations
    Boy i tell you she was pitiful
    Damn
    Hopefully repentable
    Get it right
    I try to stay away from artificial plastic ass
    Blow the motherfucking individual
    Exercise your game man
    Cause things is changin' and rearrangin'
    Exercise your game man
    Just use your brain man don't run the same game
    Exercise your game man
    Fertilize your grass player get that cash
    Exercise your game man
    But you gotta make it last

    One low loco gone ride away
    Into the sunset but i ain't done yet
    Respect yourself and wear your best
    Keep your guard up cause we'll be hard up
    When your hittin' dips better check your clip
    And watch the police and the bloods and the crips
    Anyway you do it gotta pay your dues
    Keep one in the chamber cause the shoes always loose
    Rubber wheels beat rubber heels anyday
    Put the green in your jeans and get the hoes out your halo
    Or you can stay broke while your homies is rollin smokes
    And sippin yak and smokin denk and tellin' jokes
    Babap babap
    Fool you get laughed at
    I worked to hard for mine to let you take a dime
    No pain no gain no pocket change
    Prepare yourself for battle
    Exercise your game

    Exercise your game man
    Make your money grow don't you be no ho though
    Exercise your game man
    Keep your work so tight to make your stash stay right and
    Exercise your game man
    Fertilize your grass player get your cash
    Exercise your game man
    Player get your coins be like donald goin's

    Have heart have money ride
    Have heart have money man

    I got next you wanna run with me homey
    Well i don't need players in the paint that can't do nothing for me
    Show me get down nigga we can make something happen
    I'm west coast east side hoodlum gansta rappin
    Niggas say you want to be affiliated
    Well let me warn you i'm the kinda player that's really hated
    I'm rated x like malcolm e-40 coolio and kam sprinkle game like talcum
    You won't to make money in this game well let me show you
    How to do for self cause ain't nobody gonna do it for you
    Oh you frontin' like lint if you waitin on the mystery god
    Cause ain't nobody gonna give you shit
    You got's to get up off your ass and put yourself in heaven on earth
    Before you pass and exercise your game
    Exercise your game fool

    Peep game from a young ass
    Rollin on the one way
    Foot to the gas got that indo mixed with hash
    Monday through sunday and all in-between
    I fend for my papers my self and my dream
    Ain't no busters or no suckers on my team or wear my patches
    Call the pimp
    You can call me the rat
    Watch my feet hit the track ain't no lookin' back
    I'm on a mission trying to put my fucking click on a mac
    But these niggas don't know the half
    Runnin with riff raff but i got some game for your bitch ass
    Cause your game is weaker than an anorexic
    I exercise my game until i had my game perfected
    I wrote the game on paper then i put the game on record
    You better check it nigga don't you every disrespect it

    E-x-e-c-i-s-e-y-o-g-a-m-e-4-g
    Thevz in the house better exercise yo' game
    Exercise yo' game

    Have heart have money ride
    Have heart have money man
    Yell-o yell-o

    Exercise yo game man
    Make your money grow don't you be no ho though
    Exercise yo game man
    Keep your work so tight to make your stash stay right and
    Exercise yo game man
    Fertilize your grass player get that cash and
    Exercise you game man
    But you gotta make it last

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