Il testo della Heaven

Game

The game "heaven" lyrics

(speaking)

How many times i gotta go platinum for you niggaz to say congratulations?
How many motherfuckin' ferraris do i gotta leave at the dealership for you niggaz to stop hatin'?
I got patience... and i'm waitin'

(chorus)

If you love me say that you love me and if you hate me say that you hate me
If you love me say that you love me but if hate me nigga come take me to heaven
I'm ready to go to heaven can't wait to get to heaven so come take me to heaven
Just come take me...take me.

(verse 1)

Ma daddy said he brought in and he said he'll take me out but i'm still here
Put the tape around my daddy's mouth back that phantom in that garage
Pull that caddy out ride like i'm tiger woods nigga bring them caddies out
Fitted cap hanging low arms all tatted out gold grill ocho cinco what that naughty about
Niggaz get offended by my rims what's that about doin' it big like i used to record in daddy's house
I got big nuts, big cars, big trucks, big house, ???????????? and my big ego that'll get ma dick sucked
And i spit that crack you better get your bricks up and i spit that crack you better get your bricks up
Motherfucker

(chorus)

(verse 2)

I be with snoop saying cuz in ma hood with the bloods every bro in new york niggaz gotta show me love
When i fuck with luda and georgia nigga showing slugs none less than 20 stacks every time i throw it up
Dre put the chronic in every hood so roll it up better do it now coz that drug money is slowin' up
Southside queens to the bay were they goin' dump fuck what they payin' if it's hood then i'm showin' up
Nigga i'm blowin' chest all frozen up and i been getting money since jay z used to open for kane
Blow the dust off the range dust off them things then knock out your brains i said
Before they came i dust off the range blow the dust off them things and knock out your brains
Keep the motherfuckin' change.

(chorus)

(verse 3)

I'd kidnap the sun just to let ma niggaz shine 17 rolexes its ma niggaz time come dance with the wolves
When it's dinner time red ferrari catch me at the finish line this aint blue majic i gotta a bigger crime
Who's frank lucas i know niggaz doin' bigger crimes doin' lil shit they get bigger times coz we aint snitchin' wanna kill us nigga get in line aint a flow sick as mine aint a hoe who thick as mine and 'em
New gucci belts is just right to fit my nine you can hate or love there's a fine line
Just coz you catch bullets like ???? don't make you prime time so nigga hate or love it like fine wine
You can't get rid of me so get rich or stop tryin' before that hot shit start flying.

(chorus)

(speaking)

Them mafuckers hate me nigga...nigga i hate ma motherfuckin' self, i hate the 26's on my motherfuckin' escalade, i hate my babymama lois vuitton purse collection mafuckers, i hate my sons hot wheels nigga, i hate my life but i hate yours more bitches.