Letra de Do You Love Me - The Game

(Feat. Cool, Dre)

Game is an underrated rapper

Very much so

Game is really good at rapping

No, and, but he's highly underrated

Again, based on (Outside shit), we look at more of a personality or a public figure

Yo, this nigga can really, really rap

The Game's career is such an interesting career

I actually believe that The Game's antics made the outlook for his legacy look bad

The Game is one of the nicest MCs if you ask me, ever

This ain't that 50 and T.I. shit

This ain't that Biggie Ready To Die before you die shit

This ain't that sorry, I'm late 'cause I was getting high shit

Or that niggas killed your brother and you niggas still ain't slide shit

This ain't that "Niggas in Paris," dressed stupid thinking you fly shit

Or that mental health, my bitch left me, now I'm Kai shit

This ain't that Get Rich or none of that 2005 shit

This that come up off that throne nigga, that's my shit

This that Chris Brown flying through the sky shit

This that DJ Khaled, show niggas what God did

This that treat your baby mama better than your side chick

This that Stunna Sandy, pussy up and down on my dick

This that LOX featuring Eve, ride-or-die chick

This that Method Man, that Mary J. Blige shit

This that nigga Daz when he produced that Pac shit

That Sydney Sweeney titties in the movie, so I watched it

Do you love me, or do you love me not?

'Cause if you really love me, love me like I love my block

Love me like the Bloods do, love me like my mama love me

Show me love like the Crips, love me like the drama love me

Love me like Bianca love Ye

I need that love Jamie Foxx have for Ray

Give me that love Biggaveli got for French

Gave y'all four classic albums, I ain't seen no love since

Do you love me?

Nigga, what you mean do I love you?

You know I love you, I wouldn't be fucking with you if I didn't

I mean really, do you love me?

What? Why you even questioning me like I'm some bitch you just met yesterday? The fuck?

Then tell me that you love me

You know I love you, how can I prove it to you?

You want me to come to LA? You know I will

You gotta show me that you love me

When I get there, all you gotta do is

Pick me up from the airport and I'ma show you, watch

What I gotta do, die for my flowers?

While y'all crowd around my body 'cause the coroner taking hours

Murdered in my own hood at the hands of a coward

No one man should have all that power

I love rap, but not enough to be a martyr

So fuck rap if it's between that and being here for my daughter

(I love you, daddy) Baby, I love you harder

It's that patient love Blue Ivy displayed for Rumi Carter

It ain't no love in these streets, so I stay up out them bitches

Survived shootouts and walked out of courts without convictions

Pistol-whip, that's what talking out your mouth'll get you

Obituaries, that's what chasing all that clout'll get you

PSA from the city of Compton's favorite son

Don't toy around with Game 'cause he don't play with guns

And if you smoking an opp pack, nigga, save me one

I'm somebody opp too, so I'm waiting for that day to come

Do you love me, or do you love me not?

'Cause if you really love me, love me like I love my block

Love me like the Bloods do, love me like my mama love me

Show me love like the Crips, love me like the drama love me

Love me like Bianca love Ye

I need that love Jamie Foxx have for Ray

Give me that love Biggaveli got for French

Gave y'all four classic albums, I ain't seen no love since

Do you love me?

Nigga, what you mean do I love you?

You know I love you, I wouldn't be fucking with you if I didn't

I mean really, do you love me?

What? Why you even questioning me like I'm some bitch you just met yesterday? The fuck?

Then tell me that you love me

You know I love you, how can I prove it to you?

You want me to come to LA? You know I will

You gotta show me that you love me

When I get there, all you gotta do is

Pick me up from the airport and I'ma show you, watch

I definitely love you more than that bitch

And since we done with all that, I really wanted to ask you something

If you could tell your younger self anything, what would it be?

Number one, it ain't no love in this rap shit

Number two, let the people tell you it's classic

Number three, it's either music or the streets

'Cause if you try to mix both, shit get deep, six feet

Rule number four, before you go on tour

Make sure you bring some niggas that's always ready for war

Number five, try to stay the fuck alive

'Cause you can't fuck no hoes or drive your Maybach through the sky

Number six, be careful, you don't really know that bitch

These hoes be out for blood, will have you tied up by some Crips

Number seven, never leave the crib without your weapon

Niggas'll run up on your car and now you gone in sixty seconds

Number eight, you can't stay in the hood forever

Get your family out that motherfucker, better now than never

Number nine, keep the 9 'cause shit get ugly

Number ten, life's a bitch, but she mine and she love me

I wanna love you, for real

But you gotta let me love you the way that I wanna love you

So you love me?

Yeah, I love you

You know why, silly?

'Cause I like the way you love me

Then show 'em how to love me

If they haven't loved you after all this time, do you even want that kind of love? No

So fuck them, love me

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