Da Game Been Good To Me (Short Radio Mix) - UGK

Written by：Avery Harri

You lost yo spot when you went pop

Cd flopped you ain't hot

The game been good to me hol up hol up b**ch

You lost your cars and yo house

Now you sleep on yo mama's couch

But the game been good to me

Uhh first album went platinum now you can't go gold

Made ya deal with the devil but you sold yo soul

You rent a lotta cars rent a mansion and them hoes

You say you sold your phantom b**ch they took yo rolls

Get disrespected everywhere you go

Big bodyguards when you come for the shows

They already know you got sh*t on your name

Ni**a you a p**sy they going take yo chain

Take yo piece rings and watch

You play rich boy you need to stop

I ain't dissing nobody no particular name

Ya shoe fit ni**a get the f**k up out the game lil b**ch

You lost yo spot when you went pop

Cd flopped you ain't hot

The game been good to me hol up hol up b**ch

You lost your cars and yo house

Now you sleep on yo mama's couch

The game been good to me p**sy nigguh

I'm a down south MC I'm cold on the mic

I say it how I feel and I do it how I like

I write what I see what I do and what I know

And keep it one hundred off top from the do

Now whether at a show in the booth or on the street

No matter where I go and no matter who I meet

Everybody tryna tell me how they feel 'bout the south

On the cool them haters need to shut they f**king mouth

'Cause we grip grain ni**a we pop trunk

We to straps and we ready for the funk

Some niggaz two step some niggaz dance

Some niggaz just ball wit a bottle in they hands

Sell a couple ringtones niggaz that's bread

You hating on paper get that f**k up out yo head

Worrying 'bout my cheese getcha own stack

It's going down in the south you don't like it

Click clack motherf**ker

You lost yo spot when you went pop cd flopped you ain't hot

The game been good to me hol up hol up b**ch

You lost your cars and yo house

Now you sleep on yo mama's couch

The game been good to me p**sy nigguh

You got caught with that work on ten

Made a deal with the state to turn your foul partner in

But he took fiveteen befo you could tell

He ain't witchu no mo hoe you got twenty in a cell

I sent you a lawyer you ain't listened that time

Ain't no appeal but they dropped it to five

Who you had to f**k to give back that time

Texting me from a cell phone b**ch yo lost yo f**king mind

How dare you tryna get me on conspiracy jack

If the feds hit me I'ma hit yo a** back

You fight witcho tongue I send em killa

Transcript writer I'll kill you nigguh

You lost yo spot when you went pop

Cd flopped you ain't hot

The game been good to me hol up hol up b**ch

You lost your cars and yo house

Now you sleep on yo mama's couch

The game been good to me smoke sum hin b**ch

Got caught with the sh*t twenty years

You'se a snitch you turned b**ch

The game been good to me hol up b**ch

I took yo hoe she's a pro bought me all of yo dough

The game been good to me