Teksty:
Game Of Throne Theme

kill ya And when I leave I always come right back here The young spitter that everybody in rap fear Alotta y'all is still soundin' like last year The game

goes around. What goes up must come down. Anyone who comes up must go down. Might as well go for the gusto now. Better not let up, better not let them

the music up, please Yeah, I should never leave hip-hop Controlled by my two hands, they go tik-tok Around the clock, yes, it's my time, my throne Better

jackin' a undercover Them cops SWEAR, my little nigga told on me I'm thinkin, "Hello, where's the L-O, V-E" Pigs play games, my little man'll never say

Keep ah young yell bop and ah pistol tah pop On ah punk motherfucker talkin' shit wit ah gun Pimp and Bun like DMC and DJ Run Everyday I come down them niggaz callin' my game

can get the beat! get it on these days, niggers know that i?m on, niggers know that i?m the king on my god damn throne! seeing on my fucking mansion, ?

, boom One left, one right That's how I organize 'em You know I fill my cups No need to supersize em? Right now you probably thinking How she get in them

party baby, tell the dj get the party crazy I?m fellin faded like a classic pair of Ben Davis (All Night) Music?s bangin, (All Night) hella ladies I?m navigating through them girls like a new Mercedes (Later) My games

-back out on the road Used to push 22's now I'm on them 24's A lot of shit done changed, since a Range Rover Couldn't turn them burgers over, 'cuz the