"'Till The Wheels Fall Off" lyrics - THE GAME

THE GAME

"'Till The Wheels Fall Off"

feat. Denaun

[Chorus: dEnAun]
I just got home and I feel like a brand new day
So I'm gon' roll 'till my wheels fall off
I'ma take it one day at a time, snooze, I say
That's why I roll 'till my wheels fall off
I got called once and I bet it gon' happen again if I
Keep rollin' 'till my wheels fall off
You only live once that's why I suggest to my friends that they
Roll 'till your wheels fall off

[Verse 1: The Game]
Glass house, candy paintin', low ridin' twenty-two's
Run up on my old schools, see what the semi do
A hop out, corner store grab me a O.E
White-tee dicky saggin', G-Unit sneaks
Twelve-inch cross-fires, you can still hear my speakers
Dre started gangsta rappin' niggas still sleepin'
Cashville Ten-a-key, Compton still got 'em cheaper
Feds on Nextels, we still carry beepers
Stash hold everythin' fire arms, cocaine
Drive-bys leave ya brains hangin' like my gold chain
Ten G's on you fitted, fuckin' with my dope game
Ski mask, climbin' through your window like Bro, man
In the hood fiends snitchin' on niggas for quarter rock
Everybody on the floor, face down, gun shot
All black bandana, infrared, pass the Glock
Phantom in the drive way, let the motherfuckin' neighbourhood watch

[Verse 2: The Game]
Homie, let the D-R-A-M-A pop
'Fore a nigga clap back somebody gotta take shots
Eighty-four magazine for that Benzino shit
Don't believe the hype, Dre the Chuck T. in it
Aftermath, G-Unit, Shady rap politics
Eat this beef shit, load up hollow-tips
Boys, I cock back forty-five, swallow shit
Lift niggas souls up like a hydraulics switch
All I know is gangbangin', bandana's, poppin' clips
Ass out, three-wheelin', bangin' 2Pacalypse
Hood rat, model chick, six-four impala shit
G's up, hoes down, make bitches swallow dick
Suck me, Eminem, 50 Cent, Dr. Dre
Young Buck, Lloyd Banks, D Mack, Big Fase
Free Tony Yayo, suck him out of G-Unit
Tell Evel Knievel nobody stuntin' like he do it
But nah