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  • Текст песни The Game ft. Lil' Wayne, Tyler - Martians Vs Goblins

    Исполнитель: The Game ft. Lil' Wayne, Tyler
    Название песни: Martians Vs Goblins
    Дата добавления: 15.05.2016 | 14:25:22
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    [Verse 1: Game]
    Blood gang kill 'em all, Odd Future Wolf Gang
    Kidnap a vampire, drain all his fuckin veins
    Wolf Grey Jordans, use his intestines for the strings
    Snatch up Rihanna and throw her in front of a fuckin train
    Sniff a fucking unemployment line of cocaine
    Tie Lil B up to a full tank of propane
    Swag, now watch him cook...and just stand there and look
    Have a bonfire with old Harry Potter books
    Martians vs. Goblins, goons vs. the crooks
    And since me and Tune had Viacom shook
    I shoulda got a real-ass pirate to do the hook
    Maybe Jack Sparrow maybe Peter Pan's nemesis
    My power's limitless like Blanka on Sega Genesis
    Superhero, mad that Marvel overlooked me
    Cause Spiderman and Hulk straight pussy

    [Hook]
    Bitch I'm a muthafuckin Martian (I'm a goddamn Goblin)
    We are not the same, I am a Martian

    [Verse 2: Tyler]
    A year ago, I was poor, somewhat
    Now my future's brighter than Christopher's new haircut
    Bruno Mars is still sucking dick and fucking male butts
    In the same closet that Tyler Perry gets clothes from
    I suck? Where the fuckin Ring Pops?
    You got a better chance of getting a copy of Detox
    Wolf Gang, we rock, crack rock and that shit was expected
    Like Jayceon whenever he name-drop (Fuck you, Tyler)
    Jesus, motherfucking Theresa
    This nigga Game got Wolf Haley for this feature
    My team is running shit like we have full-cleat Adidas
    Getting chased by the polices on a full bred Cheetah
    Bishop Eddie caught me tryna escape
    Bag full of drag and a Nicki Minaj mixtape
    Dragging all you fags to the back of the log cabin
    Fall back like Lebron's hairline against the Mavericks, he lost

    [Hook]

    [Verse 3: Game]
    (Chuck, fuck wit' me) I do
    Cause Lil Tunechi always bless me (achoo)
    He killed me on my own track, so what? Not you
    Fuck you, I spit like I had kids with Erykah Badu
    I fucked her on the day of that naked video shoot
    I was sucking that pussy like it was wonton soup
    Then I hit Lebron's mom in bron-bron's coupe
    With Delonte West taping, we had bon-bons too
    With Cleveland cheerleaders, they had pom-poms too
    So I smacked them bitches wearing Bishop Don Juan's suit
    (Where was Snoop?) I don't know, probably doing what the Crips do
    But when I'm with my uncle, fuck it! Then I'm a Crip too
    And I will Crip Weezy, Crip Jones, and Crip you
    Now I'm the Doggfather, walking with a Shih Tzu
    Mad that DC comics overlooked me
    Cause Captain America's straight pussy

    [Hook]
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