Game theory Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Intro 1]
[D][C#m]
[D][Bm]
[D][Bm]
[D][C#m][Bm][F#m]
[C#m][E]
[G]
[Bm]
[D][C#m][Bm]
[F#m][C#m]
[E]
[G]
[Bm]

[Verse 1]
This is a [E]game, I'm your [G]specimen
[Bm]You've[G][C]
[C#m]
got to [C]let me know baby
So [C#m]I can go, I'd have to f[C]ake it
[C#m]I could not make it[G]
[C#m]You could not take it

[Verse 2]
[F#m]Yeah, where I'ma [G]start it at,
look I'ma part of that
Downtown Philly where it's realer
than a [F#m]heart attack
It wasn't [G]really that [E]ill until
the start of crack
[F#m]Now it's a bo[G]dy caught
every night on the Almanac
[F#m]Rock bottom[G] where them cops
gotta problem at
Where them outsiders getting
popped for they wallet at
[F#m]I had nothin[G]' but I made
somethin' outta that
[F#m]Now I'm the first [G]out the limo
like Charlie Mack
From 215 it's him the [E]livest [G]one
And he's representin'
Philly to the fullest
Blacks the realest
You can't touch him and not for nothin'
If you bout hip hop then you gots to love it
If not then fuck it
I'm still handlin'
Smokin' more reefer than Redman
and them damaging MC's
And my name's Rick Gees
you endangered species
For what I do I'm about
to up the fees
I'm paper- chase motivated
[F#m]I ain't the one to [G]play with
These [Bm]cat s get set ablaze
You can't [F#m]have it y'all w[G]ay
but I'd rather parlay
Just smoke OG and get
cabbage all day
The way thought play causes
your main thing to say
Your style so splendid
you bout your business
You arousing my interests
You sharper than a Shogun
You know the way it go, huh,

[Verse 3]
game know what I'm talkin' bout
[C]Hus, that's sho[G]rt for hustler[C]s
We Black Inc Raw [Bm]Life produc[G]tions
[C]Tryin' to find our
spota amongst the ruckus
And be sucker free,
flea chumps and busters
Man yeah, Get 'em hus,
get 'em hus, get 'em hus

[Verse 4]
Hey yo I'm [F#m]tryin' to get [G]it at any cost
so it's no remorse
When I'm blastin' off like you been
askin' for [F#m]it
When Black [G]step in the door
all hats is off
Your hands up in the air goin'
back and forth
I'm about ready for a classic
massacre
I'll make it hotter than
when Shaft in [E]Africa
[G]Jump outta a black Porsche
huffin' a fat cigar
[F#m]Night ridin' [G]on 'em like my last
name Hasselhoff
Voted unlikely to succeed
cause my class was full
Of naysayers, cheaters and thieves
All it gave me was a good
enough reason to leave
And put the writing on the wall
for y'all to read it and weep
Cause I'm the force of the Lord,
the rage of hell
You'd rather head for the hills
and save yourselves
[G]My Man rip drums like
He ringin' the bells
The King of the Realm you seen Him
do His thing in a film

[Verse 5]
Come on
[C]Hus, that's short for hustlers
We Black Inc Raw Life productions
Tryin' to find our spota amongst
the ruckus
[G]And be sucker [C#m]free,
flea chumps and busters
[C]Man yeah, Get 'em hus,
get 'em hus, get [G]'em hus

[Verse 6]
[G]Dreams [Bm]when [G]M16's with infrared
[E]beams
[G]Blowin' up presidents' cribs
with cans of ker[E]osene
High- [C]jack the limousine
with a stra[G]tegic routine
[E]Then bla[G]st my enemy,
head for the Caribbean
[F#m]Militant [G]guerrilla camp is ready for war
[E]Lay your cor[G]ner face down,
place down your jewels cash and four four
[Bm]When I score pre[G]pare for tor[F#m]ture
Fuck around [G]and make
your town Warsaw
I'm from Illadel the land where
[C#m]the ki[G]llas dwell
My tech[F#m]nique is to am
[Bm]bush you [G]guerrilla style
[Bm]My ins[G]tinct is of a killer whale bang
you up from [Bm]head to toe
With lyrics I pack like a nine millimal
My types [G]subliminal mentality
switched to crim[C]inal
Importing heroin internash from [G]Senegal
A soldier [G]takes a stripes [C]from a general
Used the mike of iron or [G]lead

[Verse 7]
You choose your mineral
This is a game, I'm your [C]specimen
[D]You[C]'ve got to let me know baby
So I can go, I'd have to fake it
I could not make it
You could not take it