The Game Belongs to Me

I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
 DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
 I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
 DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
 I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
 DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
 I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
 DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
 I got money on my beeper, dead trees on my phone
 They call me Mick Jagger 'cause I 'Roll a lot of stones'
 It's a whole lot of clones but only one Sweet Jones
 Turnin' whores to carnivores, they just can't leave my meat alone
 It's been a long time since I busted on a Glock
 But every corner that I hit, I left it screwed up and chopped
 Marooned up and dropped, like my Biarritz on top
 Let the motherfucker bleed until it drip and let it drop
 I'm still that young boy that had a pocket full of stones
 But now I'm sick and simply rich, grippin' wood and flippin' chrome
 I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
 DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
 I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
 DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
 I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
 DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
 I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
 DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
 I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
 DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
 Man, I pull up in your city and get my Bush on (what is that?)
 Lay down the competition, take their cash crops and get my push on
 Moved up to Bentley with more chrome from a Lexus key (key)
 All because we cornered the market on that Texas tee (tee)
 And we don't bar no plexes
 We way bigger than other men though (men though)
 The diamond deuces on tinted windows
 We in the wind yo (wind yo)
 We 'Chevro way' the wind blow (wind blow)
 That's the corner we been Joe (been Joe)
 Don't know where you been bro
 But it's no quiz with me, you win though
 When it's ten fo', good, but in my Styrofoam good and muddy
 We block bleeders (what?), leavin' your neighborhoods good and bloody
 We grippin' that woodler, bud it (damn), sit back and scope it (huh)
 Pay attention to Prince and pushin' everything 'bout to pump it
 I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
 DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
 I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
 DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
 I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
 DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
 I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
 DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
 Uh, I done smashed up my flyin' spurt, it wasn't shit
 I just parked it in the grass and brought some brand new shit
 A Phantom Rolls Royce, 24's with the bump
 I ain't trippin' about the seat, I got them woofers in my trunk
 Cut in my swisher, codeine on my whiskers
 Fuckin' with that Smoke D, Bundy and that Vicious
 UGK Records, it's an institution
 Know a lot of niggaz livin' off of prostitution
 Pimpin' ain't dead, it just moved to the web
 Bitch ain't gotta hit the track, ain't gotta give no tricks no head
 Ain't got to give no tricks, no pussy, just cameras and screams
 Easiest money you can get, it's the American dream, bitch
 Man, I'm a middle finger figure (figure) on a million dollar mission
 Poppin' like Orville Redenbacher (bacher)
 With a whippin' in the kitchen pitchin'
 Ya-yo like Dontrelle Willis (what?), we the trillest on the mound
 I'm holdin' that whole South down, I know you feel us
 We the realest walkin' the planet
 Can't stand it, pass away, wanna fight us
 Start to swingin', wanna kill us, blast away, wanna stab us
 Get to stickin' but make sure you cut us deep
 'Cause I betcha we comin' back a couple hundred brothers deep (oh)
 Pimp and Bun, we run the streets, which streets? Man, pick your hood
 Don't matter, we represented, cross us? (Yup) we gon' get you good
 Them Down South veterans (huh), ain't nobody better than
 Gonna tell your next of kin or your brethren, let us in cousin
 I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
 DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
 I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
 DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
 I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
 DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
 I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
 DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
 Belong to me
 Belong to me
 Belong to me
 Belong to me