Listen to Who the Illest song with lyrics from The Game

Who the Illest

The Game, JT The Bigga Figga, Meek Mill19 Oct 2004

Who the Illest Lyrics

Who The Illest - The Game/JT The Bigga Figga/Meek Mill

Who the illest hub dawg you know

Peelin' slugs at your mug

Dealin' drugs in front of the projects

 

My projects more scatter more street

Makin' room for more drama more hustle more heat

I can show you how to get American money easy

It's the gangster all motherf**kers envy

Leave all semi I tote clips empty

Foes tempt me I'm seein' no penitentiary

Crime scene clean shells no prints

Flee the shootout X-5 no b**ch

It's meant for me to survive this gangster sh*t

Meant for you not to be livin' food for the pigeons

It's rules I'm givin' new lessons for the street

This jungle I'm from B don't breed no weak

Lames that don't know the game please don't speak

You get killed want me peeled I'm showin' hungry ni**a

Every ni**a out there claimin' to be the illest

I don't know if y'all know

Let a ni**a know I'm lost in the stipulations

Niggaz hatin' everybody waitin' for the outcome

Whatever happened to just to rappin'

Mic graspin' freestyle flow flashin'

Rippin' up tracks and doin' the thang

What'chu niggaz know about Sean T and The Game

Who's the illest Who's the illest

 

I'm off the rack like slabs of ribs I want it big

I ain't f**kin' with kids I'm after six digit things

F**k the rings and the tribulations constant playa hatin'

This criminal lifestyle keeps me animatin'

Let's turf talk before you niggaz thuggin' it up

It don't matter if you Crip'n or Blood'n it up

Dallas Squad blooded it up smashin' on sight

But he hoppin' on haters like BMX bike

F**k around with the Squad see unbearable sights

We takin' gangster sh*t to the maximum height

But I'm mainly into bubblin' fat grip doublin'

 

Big heads I'm lovin' 'em you feelin' me y'all

Leavin' the envious in awe 'cause I tremendously ball

I'm supported by The Game so you know I won't fall

I'ma execute my options keep wettin' my paws

And come out unscathed with no scratches or flaws

Every ni**a out there claimin' to be the illest

I don't know if y'all know

Let a ni**a know I'm lost in the stipulations

Niggaz hatin' everybody waitin' for the outcome

Whatever happened to just to rappin'

Mic graspin' freestyle flow flashin'

Rippin' up tracks and doin' the thang

What'chu niggaz know about Sean T and The Game

Who's the illest Who's the illest

 

They say Game you rappin' like you from the East coast

Meet toast gun jammed in your throat forgot that you spoke

Game got the streets woke young'n same ni**a got the Coke runnin'

Introduce the new fiends to smack

Pops told me when I was younger you can't live like that

So I don't listen to pops ni**a I listen to Kool G Rap

Went from hustlin' sacks to heavy weight shufflin' crack

Kids and preachers know me young Game the OG

Ask the reverend kept the church from fallin' young'uns from starvin'

I'm the project like Marcy or the Nickerson Gardens

Comfortable dawg Compton to Harlem any city ghetto or hood

Kick back blowin' listen to Marvin

Get head count dough and just sit in the apartment

AK in the sofa I'm the illest who come closer

To the late ones or great ones fightin' over a crown

Get shot off that throne who the illest now

Every ni**a out there claimin' to be the illest

I don't know if y'all know

Let a ni**a know I'm lost in the stipulations

 

Niggaz hatin' everybody waitin' for the outcome

Whatever happened to just to rappin'

Mic graspin' freestyle flow flashin'

Rippin' up tracks and doin' the thang

What'chu niggaz know about Sean T and The Game

Who's the illest Who's the illest

 

Some say the gangster mentality is dead

Imagine that when fools pullin' straps out with infrared

We're livin' in a time of plagues and corrupt life

When homies in the circle end up all trife

Tryin' to shine bright but lookin' all dim

Meanwhile I stay sharp like a ballpoint pen

I see the smirks and grins but I just laugh

'Cause I'm gettin' lucrative loot endless math

If you only knew the half of it you wouldn't hate

But niggaz just pig and talk sh*t behind Jake

Man you can't knock the hustle I ain't fin' to be greedy

I want an exit out the game kinda like Paul Vitti

I'm tryin' to slang CD's in cruise control

Instead of sellin' illegal pharmaceuticals

Should I ask for your advice Like you would know

F**k it I'm out to get it I'm a fool for dough

Every ni**a out there claimin' to be the illest

I don't know if y'all know

Let a ni**a know I'm lost in the stipulations

Niggaz hatin' everybody waitin' for the outcome

Whatever happened to just to rappin'

Mic graspin' freestyle flow flashin'

Rippin' up tracks and doin' the thang

What'chu niggaz know about Sean T and The Game

Who's the illest Who's the illest

 

***Lyrics are from third-parties***

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