Game - Judas Closet (Ft. Nipsey Hussle) (Lyrics - Paroles)

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Game - Judas Closet (Ft. Nipsey Hussle) (Lyrics - Paroles)

Game - Judas Closet (Ft. Nipsey Hussle) (Lyrics - Paroles)
[Hook:]
(The Game)
Feel like I sold my fucking soul to the devil for these palm trees and these six fours, Nip
(Nipsey)
Feel like I sold my fucking soul to the devil for these palm trees and tehse six fours
(The Game)
Cedar
(Nipsey)
6 0
(The Game)
Wife beater
(Nipsey)
Wrist froze, platinum jesus piece
(The Game)
Nigga, mine all gold
(Nipsey)
Chuck
(The Game)
Feel like I sold my fucking soul to the devil for these palm trees and tehse six fours

[Verse 1: Nipesey]

Gotta make an impressioin, but you can’t wait for your blessing
Model bitches strip naked, while I sip on this Texas
I’m pushing this German, Jesus piece on my necklace

These niggas gon’ test ya, and these bitches is reckless
And that money go fast, I hope you paying yo’ taxes
All the questions they askin’, all the cameras that’s flashin’

If you ain’t breaking the bank, so we go hard every day
And the sacrificial lamb is just the part that you play
When you the firts one in yo’ fam to have the heart to get paid
Had the smarts to switch lanes, had the guts to be brave

Now, and now you a star on the stage
And once they cut on them lights, no turning ‘em off, that’s part of the game
Wow, peopel caught up in your fame
And never will it be the same, this shit is expenses, the price that we pay, that’s why I…

[Hook:]
(The Game)
Feel like I sold my fucking soul to the devil for these palm trees and these six fours, Nip
(Nipsey)
Feel like I sold my fucking soul to the devil for these palm trees and tehse six fours
(The Game)
Cedar
(Nipsey)
6 0
(The Game)
Wife beater
(Nipsey)
Wrist froze, platinum jesus piece
(The Game)
Nigga, mine all gold
(Nipsey)
Chuck
(The Game)
Feel like I sold my fucking soul to the devil for these palm trees and tehse six fours

[Verse 2: Game]
Clip tossin’ since niggas is brick flossin’
Now the bloods with’ Slauson so niggas go get coffins
Comptons like the NFL, niggas get hit often
Heavy but I green, make niggas forget Boston

Red bone bitch, she high on blue dolphins
Head game sick, she bi and switch often
It’s kush, bitch quit coughin’, my six got street talkin’
Timbo, this shit scorchin’, got Bloods and Crips walkin’

It’s Nip, so get up off him, we like Biggie and Jigga mayne
And Nickerson’s is Marcy, Bed-Stuy is Slauson
My flow somethin’ like Nasir, I should put a pause here
… Run and tell them niggas the God’s here

This California kush got me in God’s ear
We got them Ace of Spades, but ain’t no cards here
Just a Crip, a Blood, a couple exotic cars here
And these extra long clips like Lamars here, Nip

[Hook: x2]
(The Game)
Feel like I sold my fucking soul to the devil for these palm trees and these six fours, Nip
(Nipsey)
Feel like I sold my fucking soul to the devil for these palm trees and tehse six fours
(The Game)
Cedar
(Nipsey)
6 0
(The Game)
Wife beater
(Nipsey)
Wrist froze, platinum jesus piece
(The Game)
Nigga, mine all gold
(Nipsey)
Chuck
(The Game)
Feel like I sold my fucking soul to the devil for these palm trees and tehse six fours

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Titre: Judas Closet
Featuring(s): Nipsey Hussle
Tags : Game, Nipsey Hussle,
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