Love the game - LEILA

Don't think it's over when you say goodbye You think it's easy to break a heart But don't forget ten thousand tears I cry Love's game I knew it from the start Love is the name of the game, oh, stop Let me feeling this game,this love You're a part of my heart Don't leave me lonely in the heat of the night Oh oh love Is the name of the game Don't stop When you're feeling the same my love I'm living just for you Please, make my dreams come true That time I've changing boy, why can't you see Now it's the time to say the truth Was it a joke When you said Stay with me Don't bring me down Don't make me blue Love Is the name of the game Oh,stop Let me feeling this game this love You're a part of my heart Don't leave me lonely in the heat of the night Oh oh Love Is the name of the game Don't stop, when you're feeling the same My Love, I'm living just for you Please, make my dreams come true You think it's easy when you say Goodbye But don't forget the tears I cry Love is the name of the game Oh stop Let me feeling this game this love You're a part of my heart Don't leave me in lonely in the heat of the night Oh oh love Is the name of the game Don't stop When you're feeling the same My love I'm leaving just for you Please, make my dreams come true

There is a game of love There is a game of love This is a game of love This is a game of love And it was you And it was you The one that would be breaking my heart When you decided to walk away When you decided to walk away The one that would be breaking my heart When you decided to walk away When you decided to walk away There is a game of love There is a game of love This is a game of love This is a game of love And it was you And it was you The one that would be breaking my heart When you decided to walk away When I wanted you to stay And it was you I just wanted you to stay Me, I just wanted you to stay Me, I just wanted you to stay Me, I just wanted you to stay

This is us Impalas parked next to Bentley trucks Four Benz supposed to be here, I should dig 'em up But since I can't, we gon' hold this Henny up 15 years of greatness 15 years of hatin' 15 years of patience, that's what I had to practice So I ain't end up back on that country jail mattress Fuck all this rap shit In Compton we in the dirt, sticks on us like a cactus Cincinnati on, closin' on the third strap Gave two away to some fans, this my third hat Runnin' this marathon, I'm on my third lap Where my key to the city, don't ya'll think I deserve that? L.A. sheriffs left Ryan on the curb, flat 37 shots, so I'm on 133rd strap 40oz love, white Air Force One's in the mud You don't front in on the Cutlass like, "What's up?" See my dead homie mama, hop out and give her a hug 40oz love, niggas gon' ask, so choose one, Crip or Blood Money fallin' out of your pocket, why you're sellin' drugs? And we drinkin' Old English, grab a cup, I fill it up for you You outta gas? I fill it up for you You surrounded in the club? We pullin' up for you You went to jail? I took that money, put it up for you You still got your hand out like I ain't did enough for you You put on that snitch jacket and it stuck to you On my life, I love you but I can't fuck with you I gotta stick to the code Never slip, never fold, and stay rich 'til I'm old Love my kids on my soul Both my baby mamas know if I go Open the safe and give 'em all the gold And my cousin, Magic Cold, he in the pen on his toes How you talkin' people into transferrin' you to a level 4? He got 20 months left, that shit movin' hella slow 20 blunts, half a pound a day until they let him go I give him 30 racks every time he touch the surface I'm startin' to think this nigga goin' to jail on purpose Either way, I gotta keep givin' you 40oz love White Air Force Ones in the mud You don't front in on the Cutlass like, "What's up?" See my dead homie mama, hop out and give her a hug 40oz love, niggas gon' ask, so choose one, Crip or Blood Money fallin' out your pocket, why you sellin' drugs? And we drinkin' Old English, grab a cup, I fill it up for you

Electro-convulsive therapy, part one Go 'head, go 'head, go 'head, do the Crip with me Go 'head, go 'head, go 'head, do the Stank with me Go 'head, go 'head, go 'head, do the Wop with me Go 'head, go 'head, go 'head Game First things first (Aftermath) The Chronic is back This indo, produced by Timbo Game over, nah the N.W.A. chain choker Is burnin rubber inside the Range Rover Chain smokin, purple haze This ain't another one of those, this the rebirth of Dre The rebirth of L.A., the rebirth of hip-hop Another memorial for Makaveli and Big Pop Hold up, Timb stop - I said This another memorial for Makaveli and Big Pop G-G-G-G-G - young homie got shit locked Public Enemy #1, Flavo Flav with a wristwatch All black G-Units, all black Impala I'm a schitzo, 3-wheelin the six-fo' 50 cent know I'm Compton most wanted when I'm ridin with Timbo Girl if you got a big back lemme bend that Show me where your friends at, we can flip that Lemme put you on the Game (lemme put you on the Game) Lemme put you on the Game (lemme put you on the Game) I'll show you where the Bloods at, where the Crips at Show you where they flip crack, where they pitch at Lemme put you on the Game (lemme put you on the Game) Lemme put you on the Game (lemme put you on the Game) I ain't got the West on my shoulder, got the West inn the backseat Of the Rover, ridin on dubs, nigga I'm West coastin The next Hova, from the home of the best doja Makin all that racket, I got the U.S. Open Stunt on me, I'll leave you wit'cha chest open Vest broken, hop in the lo-lo with the Tec smokin G-G-G-G-G - I done paid my dues N.W.A. is back, this is front page news I got Dre in the back, ridin on 22s Bitches screamin let me ride, it must be the shoes Red and black G6's, red dot on the Glock I'm goin three times platinum dawg, how do I stop? I'm hot Girl if you got a big back lemme bend that Show me where your friends at, we can flip that Lemme put you on the Game (lemme put you on the Game) Lemme put you on the Game (lemme put you on the Game) I'll show you where the Bloods at, where the Crips at Show you where they flip crack, where they pitch at Lemme put you on the Game (lemme put you on the Game) Lemme put you on the Game (lemme put you on the Game) My unit is Guerilla Fuck with my La Familia, I will kill ya G-G-G-G-G-Unit - I know that boy, not familiar But you got to feel him if the Doctor sealed him (Is Compton in the house?) Without a doubt I'm the rapper with clout other niggas yap about You know the one that introduce New York to the beach cruiser Got em puttin red and blue strings in they G-Units Get "Groupie Love", tell em to keep movin If I got a problem with a bitch I let Eve do it Unless she got on La Perla and I can see through it I don't just let her ride, I give her the keys to it Me and my bitch lay back in the Coupe I'm movin in the neighborhood, I ain't Passin through I woulda been here after Snoop, but I slowed down To show Timbaland how to iron a khaki suit Girl if you got a big back lemme bend that Show me where your friends at, we can flip that Lemme put you on the Game (lemme put you on the Game) Lemme put you on the Game (lemme put you on the Game) I'll show you where the Bloods at, where the Crips at Show you where they flip crack, where they pitch at Lemme put you on the Game (lemme put you on the Game) Lemme put you on the Game (lemme put you on the Game)