"Eat Ya Beats Alive" lyrics

[JT:]
Three-wheel motion around the corner on these niggas mayne
Smashing down the block, Charlie O beat in the deck
Game, what it do? (What it do?)

[The Game:]
They love the way a nigga hop them six-fours and shit
The way I push buttons make them Diablo doors lift
The way I stick and move, when I'm behind the wheel
Of that new Escalade with the Foreman grill
The way I peel back niggas jerseys
It ain't your life. I'm just not a big fan of James Worthy
So wait 'til I see y'all. I'm real surgical with the Ruger
But you won't catch my face on E.R.
But you might catch them dudes from the ambulance
Squatting on top of ya mans giving 'em each CPR
Trying to get 'em to "Breathe Again" like Toni Braxton
Told y'all 'bout coming to Cali, with them phony accents
Hollywood got movies, but it ain't no acting
So wear that bling to them awards like it ain't no jackers
We chain snatchers (twenty-four seven)

[JT:]
When you're on the West coast - eat ya beats alive
When ya come to the lab - eat ya beats alive
Fucking with this cash - eat ya beats alive
'Cause it's all about math - eat ya beats alive
When you're on the West coast - eat ya beats alive
When ya come to the lab - eat ya beats alive
All about this cash - eat ya beats alive
Nigga all about math - eat ya beats alive

[The Game:]
It ain't nothing to spray you, faggots
Or have your moms get you a Burberry suit
So you look good
In that casket
It's [reversed] you faggots, desperado in tact
June, Drago, The Game and D-Mac (holler)
Come through in a grim reaper black Cadillac
Seven-three, ooh-wee, you see, who he
With the ugliest, flows, money hungriest
Oh, the kid got hoes, you ain't know?
Head is never optional, get my whistle, blizzow
Carry pistols, to your Sources and your Grammys
Of course it's that nigga that kick down doors
And leave rooms filled with corpses, Jordan and bloody Air Forces
To get my dough I come back like Air Jordan
Same shot, little older, still no nigga can hold him
Stepped back, sold crack let the Compton streets mold him
Big face said I could it, he'll bet you a G

[JT:]
When you're on the West coast - eat ya beats alive
When ya come to the lab - eat ya beats alive
Fucking with this cash - eat ya beats alive
'Cause it's all about math - eat ya beats alive
When you're on the West coast - eat ya beats alive
When ya come to the lab - eat ya beats alive
All about this cash - eat ya beats alive
Nigga all about math - eat ya beats alive

See I'm the nigga with the most flow
Figgaro from killer Cali, repping Get Low, niggas know
Independent with my hustle
Couldn't give a fuck money or muscle it's time to bubble
West coast is the place where we holding it down
Bay area thugging, they're knowing it now
I'm from the home of the Get Low, home of the get dough
Home where they want mo' so niggas get their pistol
Run up in yo' back do', looking for the cheddar cheese
Canary wristwatch on celebrities
Diamond bezelled iced-out with hella cheese
And every fucking link is like a masterpiece
Catch 'em slipping coming out the Burger King
Parking lot project life, we like to spark a lot
Better known as a bandit, niggas can't stand it
My whole block gets hard like granite

When you're on the West coast - eat ya beats alive
When ya come to the lab - eat ya beats alive
Fucking with this cash - eat ya beats alive
'Cause it's all about math - eat ya beats alive
When you're on the West coast - eat ya beats alive
When ya come to the lab - eat ya beats alive
All about this cash - eat ya beats alive
Nigga all about math - eat ya beats alive

Nigga