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Voodoo Video (MV)




Performed By: The Game
Featuring: BOA QG
From Album: Drillmatic – Heart vs. Mind
Written by: Jayceon Taylor
Year: 2022




The Game - Voodoo Lyrics
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[ Featuring BOA QG ]

I'm, I'm a menace and a robber

Voodoo put a hex on you, .223 and a TEC-22

Young nigga, we'll step on you

Young nigga drop a check on you

Chopper make that nigga lean on you

Shot yo' mans up made 'em bleed on you

Bust a chopper, make it sneeze, achoo

Married to the streets, say, "Yes I do"

I'm, I'm a menace and a robber



I rob, I jack, I steal, I look in the mirror every day

And I face my fears, they fear me 'cause my skin black as night

I just wanna feel, my appetite and kill

My competitions still, outside with the steel

I just wanna feed my daughter so I stick to corners up

All the homies locked up or dead

So I gotta step to step my performance up

'Cause all the groceries stores is out of formula

And my baby mama can't breastfeed

'Cause her mammogram would suggest she

Got stage three and stage fright

So I stayed up all these late nights

And I cook, I clean, I change diapers like a mother would

Damn, baby shit had me throwin' up

Had me rollin' up yet another 'Wood

So I smoke to calm my nerves

Sometimes I let niggas words push me off the cliff

One arm hangin' off the ledge

F*ckin' on top of bed bugs, dirty sheets

Cum stains, blood stains

Washin' powder, ten dollars each

Can't wash the money 'cause we out of bleach

Rain in the sky, pain in my eyes, baby cries when they hungry

Snortin' tears in they nostrils, if anybody ask why I shot you

It's cause



I'm, I'm a menace and a robber

Voodoo put a hex on you, .223 and a TEC-22

Young nigga, we'll step on you

Young nigga drop a check on you

Chopper make a nigga lean on you

Shot yo' mans up made 'em bleed on you

Bust a chopper, make it sneeze, achoo

Married to the streets, say, "Yes I do"

I'm, I'm a menace and a robber



Trigger finger on the F&N (F&N)

I don't give a F&N (F&N)

Niggas know not to F with him

'Cause I don't even F with them or F around

Backpack to back, that pack to pound

Strapped in the town with no lost and found

No water in the park pool, still niggas drown

Don't call yourself king, out here they steal niggas crowns

Out here they steal niggas bitch, out here, I dare you make a sound

Everybody on the porch with torches, no porch lights

No 911, no Porsche lights

Barkin' with my dawgs and these Hellcats runnin' red lights, havin' horse fights

With the sticks on us when we hit corners

With the bricks on us like it's Fortnite

Bernie stone cold, all these long souls

On these long roads in this short life

Got me sniffin' the glue out of brown bag

Voices talkin' to me through this clown mask

Layin' in the pool of blood that's not mine

With a Glock-9 takin' sound baths

My uncle told me there'll be days like this

Olde English sippin' with the K like this

Cross my lap, cross my heart

Hope to die, live more pain like this

Ain't no regret, that's the code we kept

Can't lay still so we overstep

Through the nightmares, all the soldiers slept

Nine years old when he stole a TEC and said



I'm, I'm a menace and a robber

Voodoo put a hex on you, .223 and a TEC-22

Young nigga, we'll step on you

Young nigga drop a check on you

Chopper make that nigga lean on you

Shot yo' mans up made 'em bleed on you

Bust a chopper, make it sneeze, achoo

Married to the streets, say, "Yes I do"

I'm, I'm a menace and a robber

Voodoo put a hex on you, .223 and a TEC-22

Young nigga, we'll step on you

Young nigga drop a check on you

Chopper make that nigga lean on you

Shot yo' mans up made 'em bleed on you

Bust a chopper, make it sneeze, achoo

Married to the streets, say, "Yes I do"

I'm, I'm a menace and a robber
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I'm, I'm a menace and a robber

Voodoo put a hex on you, .223 and a TEC-22

Young nigga, we'll step on you

Young nigga drop a check on you

Chopper make that nigga lean on you

Shot yo' mans up made 'em bleed on you

Bust a chopper, make it sneeze, achoo

Married to the streets, say, "Yes I do"

I'm, I'm a menace and a robber



I rob, I jack, I steal, I look in the mirror every day

And I face my fears, they fear me 'cause my skin black as night

I just wanna feel, my appetite and kill

My competitions still, outside with the steel

I just wanna feed my daughter so I stick to corners up

All the homies locked up or dead

So I gotta step to step my performance up

'Cause all the groceries stores is out of formula

And my baby mama can't breastfeed

'Cause her mammogram would suggest she

Got stage three and stage fright

So I stayed up all these late nights

And I cook, I clean, I change diapers like a mother would

Damn, baby shit had me throwin' up

Had me rollin' up yet another 'Wood

So I smoke to calm my nerves

Sometimes I let niggas words push me off the cliff

One arm hangin' off the ledge

F*ckin' on top of bed bugs, dirty sheets

Cum stains, blood stains

Washin' powder, ten dollars each

Can't wash the money 'cause we out of bleach

Rain in the sky, pain in my eyes, baby cries when they hungry

Snortin' tears in they nostrils, if anybody ask why I shot you

It's cause



I'm, I'm a menace and a robber

Voodoo put a hex on you, .223 and a TEC-22

Young nigga, we'll step on you

Young nigga drop a check on you

Chopper make a nigga lean on you

Shot yo' mans up made 'em bleed on you

Bust a chopper, make it sneeze, achoo

Married to the streets, say, "Yes I do"

I'm, I'm a menace and a robber



Trigger finger on the F&N (F&N)

I don't give a F&N (F&N)

Niggas know not to F with him

'Cause I don't even F with them or F around

Backpack to back, that pack to pound

Strapped in the town with no lost and found

No water in the park pool, still niggas drown

Don't call yourself king, out here they steal niggas crowns

Out here they steal niggas bitch, out here, I dare you make a sound

Everybody on the porch with torches, no porch lights

No 911, no Porsche lights

Barkin' with my dawgs and these Hellcats runnin' red lights, havin' horse fights

With the sticks on us when we hit corners

With the bricks on us like it's Fortnite

Bernie stone cold, all these long souls

On these long roads in this short life

Got me sniffin' the glue out of brown bag

Voices talkin' to me through this clown mask

Layin' in the pool of blood that's not mine

With a Glock-9 takin' sound baths

My uncle told me there'll be days like this

Olde English sippin' with the K like this

Cross my lap, cross my heart

Hope to die, live more pain like this

Ain't no regret, that's the code we kept

Can't lay still so we overstep

Through the nightmares, all the soldiers slept

Nine years old when he stole a TEC and said



I'm, I'm a menace and a robber

Voodoo put a hex on you, .223 and a TEC-22

Young nigga, we'll step on you

Young nigga drop a check on you

Chopper make that nigga lean on you

Shot yo' mans up made 'em bleed on you

Bust a chopper, make it sneeze, achoo

Married to the streets, say, "Yes I do"

I'm, I'm a menace and a robber

Voodoo put a hex on you, .223 and a TEC-22

Young nigga, we'll step on you

Young nigga drop a check on you

Chopper make that nigga lean on you

Shot yo' mans up made 'em bleed on you

Bust a chopper, make it sneeze, achoo

Married to the streets, say, "Yes I do"

I'm, I'm a menace and a robber
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Writer: Jayceon Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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