Cant Figure It Out - The Game ft. Black Wall Street      Lord forgive me for killin outta control   Got the spirit of big will pourin outta my soul   Gangbangin or put a tag on your toes   If you down for a drive by nigga we gottta role   I know they hate me 'cause im out chasin dough   But id rather be doin that    then dying behind these hoes   Tell hunned I need sumtin to hold    Bust a couple of shots in memory of my nigga foe   You at home nigga    I swear to god ima empty out this chrome shit and never left you alone I   Solemnly swear even though you in heaven with mars berg theres still apart of you here and I   Solemnly swear my nigga was the best at cookin yay   Since we was yay high   Im in love with that life   Dont hate me 'cause that bastard that I am   Is just the thug in me rite      [Chorus]   Lord I cant figure it out   Why you took my nigga from me   We out here huggin the block   All night tryna get this money   I just cant figure it out    Why you took my nigga from me   We out here huggin the block   All night tryna get this money      You already know who it is   And how I play the game   Wat you think im suppose to change    'cause I fuk wit game   Im addicted to these streets   And this beat is automatic   Dont speak if you dont wats static(?)   Say we hit you nigga   Gotta team of young niggas   That come and get you nigga   Grippin 2 2 3's until they flip you nigga   21 gunshots and new real thugs n killas   Hey you know I clear the block for my nigga my nigga   But ima make it happen for ya   By any means neccessary   Clear of galride til we berry(???) yea   Rest in peace bim day(?)   I serve the whole world to bring ya back   U know what were my love is at   Young playa real homie   You got to feel homie   And rite now my nigga to hot to chill homie   You know that deal homie   Jus keepin it real homie   And ima ride 44   Until a nigga kill homie      [Chorus]   Lord I cant figure it out   Why you took my nigga from me   We out here huggin the block   All night tryna get this money   I just cant figure it out    Why you took my nigga from me   We out here huggin the block   All night tryna get this money      As hard as it is for me   Homie I got to spit my hearts hurtin   Sumbody help me   My niggas not here no more   Billboard real ass nigga the worlds gonna miss you nigga   You supposed to be here rite now   Holdin a movie down   But now I gotta mourn you now   Thug, im really not stable   Last we was watchin cable   And I feel bout talkin bout rippin piece up(???)   Wen you left I felt wierd as fuk   Next mornin my nigga game look sick as fuk   I new rite there   Then he said foe is dead   Why you couldnt take me insteadd   Damn      [Chorus]   Lord I cant figure it out   Why you took my nigga from me