[Intro]
Aye yo, home, I'm number one mutherfucka (Fuck you.)
The Doctors Advocate, n***a. (Fuck you again.)
Just get used to me, man. You can't get rid of me, bitch
[Hook]
These n***as had a chance, now their shit is over
It's my turn, my turn, my turn, my turn
Don't be mad at me cause I kept it rollin'
It's my turn, my turn, my turn, my turn. (HAHA!)
24 loren hearts on that '06 Rover
It's my turn, my turn, my turn, my turn. (The Doctor's
Advocate)
Let the sun roof back and I keep on coastin?
It's my turn, my turn, my turn, my turn
[Verse 1]
I can hear n***as talking, whispering in the dark they're
Like dogs with no bark
When I pull over and park and them guns starts to spark and the
Bullets find the mark
N***as outlined in the chalk and I speak from the heart
When I say that I kill you, it's simple and plain
Don't say shit about Dre and don't mention The Game
This industry is fake and I can't understand how a grown ass Man
Sent a bitch to the pen, how you snitched on the stand; he's a
Bitch like his man
Eat a dick for a grand Eminem called him stan
I'm going to say it again
If I had one more chance I would've break all of his ribs
With my bare fuckin' hands
I'm a gangsta a fighter
You ain't, you a liar
You ain't got no pride, there's a snitch in the wire
Your fan base knows that your gangsta is dying
I won't stop until that wanksta retires
I'm gone
[Hook]
These n***as had a chance, now their shit is over
It's my turn, my turn, my turn, my turn
Don't be mad at me cause I kept it rollin'
It's my turn, my turn, my turn, my turn
24 loren hearts on that '06 Rover
It's my turn, my turn, my turn, my turn
Let the sun roof back and I keep on coastin?
It's my turn, my turn, my turn, my turn
[Verse 2]
These rap n***as hate and they smile in my face
You rabbit n***as, mad cuz the turtle won the race
And, the radio debate what the fuck they going to play
All the hot shit is my shit; they take what I say
Play scrabble with my words and put it on the front page
Then they go find a picture of 50 and Game
Say it's East vs. West; New York and L.A
Since I don't button up, now I'm beefin' with Jay
Apologize in seconds
You n***as is reckless, you not going to bait me to beef
With a legend
My pride I protect it, the streets I respected
I'm not trying to replace Pac so accept
After 5 million records; the Dr.Dre lectures; and 3 world
Tours
West Coast Resurrected
My form to the group of help was rejected
I felt abandoned so I threw away my necklace
[Hook]
These n***as had a chance, now their shit is over
It's my turn, my turn, my turn, my turn
Don't be mad at me cause I kept it rollin'
It's my turn, my turn, my turn, my turn
24 lowen hearts on that '06 rover
It's my turn, my turn, my turn, my turn
Let the sun roof back and I keep on coastin'
It's my turn, my turn, my turn, my turn
[Verse 3]
After 20 magazines and a couple of awards
I can close the first chapter; put my plaques on the wall
To the top of the billboard
Who ever knew I would sell more than Destiny Child and U2?
Or do a song with Busta, go neck and neck with Usher?
Went gold in a week, I'm a bad mutherfucka
This Gangsta Disciple and vice lord shit
Brown pride, latin king
This is blood, this is crip
Hit the Impala Switch
And I keep a clip for any n***a sayin that I fucked his bitch
Or changed cause I'm rich, saying Game used to strip
N***as weren't saying shit until I came with a hit
Now you want to see me dead, blood stains in his whip
Take a father from his son, put my name in cement
And after I'm gone they gonna sample my songs
You can bury my bones but my music lives on
[Hook]
These n***as had a chance, now their shit is over
It's my turn, my turn, my turn, my turn
Don't be mad at me cause I kept it rollin'
It's my turn, my turn, my turn, my turn
24 loren hearts on the '06 Rover
It's my turn, my turn, my turn, my turn
Let the sun roof back and I keep on coastin'
It's my turn, my turn, my turn, my turn
[Outro]
Aye yo, man, I don't really give a fuck about all that shit
Ya'll doing, that shit ain't making no noise. I'm saying
That shit is bullshit. Man, why you n***as trying fucking
Kill my mutherfucka career? Man, Shit! It ain't going to
Happen, n***a. Not as long as my mutherfuckin Bentley got 22
Inch lowen hearts on it, n***a. Shit! I'd be damn, n***a
I'm under the black ten light like "What!"
I'm rich, Game Bitch!