Artist: The Game f/ Jay305, Joe Moses, Mitchy Slick, RJ, Skeme Album: The Documentary 2.5 Song: My Flag Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com {"Mustard on the beat, hoe"} [Chorus One: The Game] Maybe I should iron out my flag (My flag, my flag, my flag, my flag) Maybe I should put another crease in it (Crease in it, crease in it, crease in it) Maybe I should iron out my flag (My flag, my flag, my flag, my flag) If you gang bangin who you beefin with? (Beefin with, beefin with, beefin with) [The Game] I know, your baby never hurt nobody But he got his ass smoked at that Mustard party O.G. Blood, e'rybody know me When I came in with the little homies Skeme! [Skeme] Get out the way yo, get out the way yo That nigga Duke just moved a house in yayo And you know I keep gunners on the payroll I even fucked with Mitchy Slick down in Daygo Young general these niggaz gotta spray for You fuck around and catch 20 out this Range Rove' Mane that beef shit is what a nigga made fo' I open fire on her open mouth, case closed Came in this bitch with Chuck Taylor screamin fuck haters Bad bitch I'ma fuck later, tryna touch paper In a six-trey rag goin brazy up the ave What I'm drinkin got me thinkin, nigga maybe I should iron out my [Chorus One] w/ ad libs [Jay 305] It's anybody killa, that's for anybody nigga Mainline, waistside, Westside nigga Fuck peace, this for Crenshaw Kings Sockin out niggaz, fuck is y'all mean? Low-key's on drop, give a fuck you with yo' momma When it's on it's on; pop it like a bottle of Patrón Then lay back with a bitch Nigga this is Westside, Jay 3-0-Fifth No gimmicks, go get it [Mitchy Slick] I went from won't stop bein a Blood to Gangland To my dope kicked in, locked up in a strange land So when they be like, "Slick, why we don't see you on TV or nothin?" Shit, I'm still tryin get off the gang injunction Cause when it come to this pen, I'm amongst the elite You can do a whole damu documentary on just me Call it "The Life of a 100% Real Whooper" They did it for the grams, moves and the hush Yeah dat! [Chorus One] w/ ad libs [Joe Moses] J.M. huh! I put the woop in the woop like my DLB's All I know is VNG's and FTB's I ran fades back to back, that's on STB And if you claimin you a Blood, shit you better know me Big homie gave me a gun and said "It better be empty" I was 11 years old with a motherfuckin .50 I got love for certain niggaz, I've been doin this since knee-high And you ain't a real Blood if you didn't bang at the B-hive [RJ] Westside A hats, back in a straight jacket Mister L.A. back, free my 8 track Middle of July, I'm just tryin bring a Maybach Whole city ridin, I ain't even did a Dre track Nigga this Athens, made the game mad So East Coast niggaz be like "Cuz, you crackin" Niggaz ain't goin hard, as you should stop rappin I'ma be the street rider 'til the casket Black run the mag [Chorus One]