Well, what do ya know, I`m ready to flow to tell a storie, the caper
About the time I tried to get tha paper, ya feel me
1989 in the cut, on the grind
Cause I`m fresh outta school wit my nickel-plated 9
I hit a cut or two, from the T the A the S the K, ya see
Me up they beat up, players on the street up
Creepin` in jack mode, smooth we hit the back row
4-deep in a astro van ready to tax those
Unexpected players on the boulevard
14 years old, rocks in a stolen car
And I thought I had it going on
But my momma always told me it wouldn`t last to long
A hard head make a soft ass
Wit a pocket full of rocks and a sock full of dirty cash
It`s like I trip down a one-way street
Wit nowhere to turn and hard knocks to meet
A young G about the situation
Take the good wit the bad as I turn another page and
Set it up going pound for pound
Cause I knew one day, man, that the game was going down
Chorus:
You know it`s going down, man
Cause I knew one day that the players will get paid
One my way to the T.O.P.
Wit the rest of the players from the GLP
It`s going down
Can`t cope wit the streetlife
Two years done passed and two homies done lost they life
And now I grew a few inches taller
No more dreams of being a big time baller
No more cracks sacks, coke and knife straps
Thinking about the Get Low, man and the G stacks
Kicking facts when I`m in your town
Cause I`m lettin` it be known man, that the game is going down
Chorus
Representing to the fullest I can pull this shit completely
You can`t meet me toe-to-toe, at these hits I got the gift, G
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Foul from the start, so I`m sick wit my stidnyle
Take it from me, I`m just a G about my paper
Turnin` show out, I rose out I got much clout
So bust a shot when I flow, coming through the door
I let ya know I`m just a player representing Get Low
I thought you knew me, you cannot do me, you ain`t no player, punk
Trippin` up off that shit, man, that bombed out Cali stomp
Funk wit the cleverness I can settle this
It be a destiny it has to be smooth like a masterpiece
Ya hit tha track quickly to get ya money on
So I hit the Labb, to make this shit gone
Settin` it up, player, when I`m in your town
Cause I`m lettin` it be known, man, that the game is going down
