That’s the Way the Game Goes

Lyrics

[Chorus]: They just shootin' up BOLO Got a lock on the block, put the game in a chokehold We gettin' money in the trap tonight We gettin' money in the trap tonight Still trappin' in the same clothes Undercovers in them plain clothes, that's the way the game goes We gettin' money in the trap tonight We gettin' money, money [Verse 1: The Game] Yeeeaaaah, I'm trappin' like T.I If I trap 'til I die, nigga, that's my B.I Same clothes as yesterday, so a nigga see why We call ourselves trap stars and ride around in G rides Bakin' soda, cookin' it, make sure them hoes watchin' it Glaze on the Audemar, so you know I'm glockin' it Rockin' it, bag it up and then I'm to the block with it Hit a few corners in the Chevy then I'm droppin' it Yeah, I'm block dimin' it, my bird's real confident Never flip 'em where you lay your head, now that's common sense Hit my connect, they already know what I'm comin' wit That Phantom on them 24's, 50 round drummin' it Remember when I was slummin' it? Well, ain't much changed Blame it on my momma, she introduced me to cocaine Now my block propane, burnin' rubber on the tires Now Game, Shawty Lo will set the club on fire [Chorus]: They just shootin' up BOLO Got a lock on the block, put the game in a chokehold We gettin' money in the trap tonight We gettin' money in the trap tonight Still trappin' in the same clothes Undercovers in them plain clothes, that's the way the game goes We gettin' money in the trap tonight We gettin' money, money [Verse 2: Shawty Lo] Trap all night 'til the sun up 'Til it's all gone then re-up Ball, what's up? You know how we do Fifty want five, oh he want two? In the kitchen, you know the menu No red meat, straight sea food The fish scale you know it cook well T4L, you know we raise hell Yeeaahh, got the game in a chokehold Bricks on lock, got blow in stock I'm Big round my way, plus I work 2Pac Daaammnn, I meant to say two blocks [Chorus]: They just shootin' up BOLO Got a lock on the block, put the game in a chokehold We gettin' money in the trap tonight We gettin' money in the trap tonight Still trappin' in the same clothes Undercovers in them plain clothes, that's the way the game goes We gettin' money in the trap tonight We gettin' money, money [Verse 3: The Game] I got purp by the pound, birds by the kilogram How you meet the connect? Just walk around the middle man What if it's a problem? Gotta kill the middle man Get that Donald duct tape and throw his ass in the van Now what's a trapper? Me and Shawty Lo 'Fore we was rappers, we was choppin' onions, Martha Stewart know Louis V apron keep the powder off my clothes And fiends don't need skis for the California snow I made California blow but I ain't never did California blow, keep a snow bunny Everybody know that I can get it fronted, no money Everybody know if I had it like Scarface, I'd get everybody blow I should rent a helicopter and fly over the town Look up, it's a bird, no, it's a cocaine cloud And I know a million connects that'll hold Game down And when I make it rain, my money make the rain sound [Chorus]: They just shootin' up BOLO Got a lock on the block, put the game in a chokehold We gettin' money in the trap tonight We gettin' money in the trap tonight Still trappin' in the same clothes Undercovers in them plain clothes, that's the way the game goes We gettin' money in the trap tonight We gettin' money, money