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The KillThe Game

Released: January 24, 2011

Songwriter: The Game

Producer: Cool N Dre

[Chorus: La Roux]
I'm goin' in for the kill
I'm doin' it for a thrill
Oh, I'm hopin' you'll understand
And not let go of my hand
I'm goin' in for the kill
I'm doin' it for a thrill
Oh, I'm hopin' you'll understand
And not let go of my hand

[Verse 1: The Game]
Let me crack this Patrón and talk to you for a minute
Won't you put that blunt down before you put the chronic in it
Before you do that drive-by, listen for a second
Why you need a .45 when your mind is a weapon?
If you use it like you 'posed to then you could be Malcolm X
Instead of countin' body bags, my nigga should be countin' checks
Don't be a follower, nigga, be a leader
And if that means I'll lose you on Twitter, then so be it
Had a daughter yesterday, see my baby momma bleedin'
Remind me of Keyshia gettin' shot down while she was feedin'
Her baby in the projects, I'm 'posed to be proud of Compton?
I'm just glad me, DeMar, and Brandon made it outta Compton
I put on for my city like Jeezy say
Iron out my red rag just for Free Weezy Day
And since they did Oscar Grant like Emmett Till
Crack the Patron seal

[Chorus: La Roux]
I'm goin' in for the kill
I'm doin' it for a thrill
Oh, I'm hopin' you'll understand
And not let go of my hand
I'm goin' in for the kill
I'm doin' it for a thrill
Oh, I'm hopin' you'll understand
And not let go of my hand

[Verse 2: The Game]
I can take you back to '03 when ain't nobody know me
My game was regional like the Lower Merion, Kobe
Teach me how to Dougie, come here, little man, show me
Clutchin' on his mama leg, remind me of the old me
Ain't trippin' off no old beefs, ain't grindin' on my old streets
I'm in the hills smokin' on cigars like a O.G
Cooley High, Cochise, Levi's, no fleece
Space Jam Jordan's killin' 'em without the cold sheets
Rappers say they trappers and these trappers think they rappers
Go listen to Blueprint, you're all hustlin' backwards
Shout out to my real niggas, Birdman, Styles P
Kiss my nigga Sigel, know them Philly niggas wild, B
Snoop, you insane cuz, Bun you a trill one
Nas, we forever since you helped me get a deal, son
And my nigga Fab, write his verses like a will
He walked out the booth, it's my turn

[Chorus: La Roux]
I'm goin' in for the kill
I'm doin' it for a thrill
Oh, I'm hopin' you'll understand
And not let go of my hand
I'm goin' in for the kill
I'm doin' it for a thrill
Oh, I'm hopin' you'll understand
And not let go of my hand

[Verse 3: The Game]
If I ain't never told you nothin', I think you might wanna listen
Leavin' Aftermath and G-Unit was never my decision
But I'm back now, when we recorded Back Down
Once friends, now foes, both our phones tapped now
50 was my nigga, but life is funny like that
Eminem played the bandage and Dre was the ice-pack
So I unwrapped the gauze, but my scars never healed
Sometimes stars align and some stars never will
Like Ross and Jeezy, both y'all my niggas, y'all should chill
Instead of beefin', lets remember how Baby Blue got killed
How Wolf got shot down, how Meech got locked up
When niggas start beefin', you should give them some Cîroc, Puff
And pour me a shot, my own brother want me dead
Worse than that, my nigga Young Buck got raided by the Feds
So Timbaland, Cool n Dre, Just Blaze, and Pharrell
Next track I get, nigga

[Chorus: La Roux]
I'm goin' in for the kill
I'm doin' it for a thrill
Oh, I'm hopin' you'll understand
And not let go of my hand
I'm goin' in for the kill
I'm doin' it for a thrill
Oh, I'm hopin' you'll understand
And not let go of my hand

The Game

Jayceon Terrell Taylor was born November 29th, 1979 in Compton, California to two Crip-affiliated gang members. He grew up on Santana Blocc, a Crip-controlled neighborhood, with a large family of half and step siblings. He was hardened by a rough and violent childhood stinting from his parent’s drug use, domestic violence, and family members being killed through gang-related conflicts.

By 2000, a 21-year-old Jayceon Taylor was a member of the Cedar Block Pirus, a Blood-affiliated gang, and dealt drugs on the streets of Compton.

Late on the night of October 1st, 2001, Jayceon was alone in his apartment when the doorbell rang and after opening the door, he was jumped by three

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