Though Game's 'Red Nation' video is banned on MTV, you can still view it on YouTube. Here is the video. You can download Game - Red Nation ft. Lil Wayne music video from YouTube with [Leawo] Free YouTube Downloader or YouTube Downloader for Mac.
The video is banned airing by a several famous media companies for its being a portrayal of gang culture, causing a controversy due to Game's alleged affiliation with the notorious Los Angeles, California gang the Bloods. As you have seen in the footage, angry mob shout loudly "Whoa-oh-oh" and hold up their weapons around Game, who is standing in smoke and flare background. They wave their weapons and red flag. Smoke, flare and explosion can been seen frequently as a result of their battles. Lil Wayne, who is wearing some red gear, alley-oops with the censor-friendly refrain: 'Now Blood the fuck up/ Everyday's a gamble motherfucker tough luck/ And we going to fuck the world till that buck bust nuts."
'Red Nation' serves as the lead single of Game's fourth album 'The R.E.D. Album', which had delayed for lots of times since 2009. The song premiered on April 12, 2011 on iTunes for digital download in the United States and Canada, and hit the Billboard Hot 100 at #62. A part of the song samples from the 2000 single "Kernkraft 400" by the band Zombie Nation, which is famous for being played a lot of times at sporting events. The accompanying music video of 'Red Nation' is directed by Parris.
Here is the lyrics of Game's Red Nation ft. Lil Wayne
[Game - Verse 1]
Throw your muthaf-cking Cincinnati hats in the sky
N-gga don't ask why
Red laces in and out of them Air Max '95' s
I, walk on the moon, flow hotter than June
Any n-gga want drama I kick up a sand dune
Peace to my man 'Tune for giving his man room
Now we hittin' switches to the Spring Break, Cancun
Get it, nah forget it, SuWoo I live it
Made the letter B more famous than a Red Sox fitted
But that was suicide, I don't live in Judah's eyes
Half of these rappers weren't trappin' when I was choppin' the do or die
Suge had me in, I went Puffy like Zab Judah eye
Dre called, told my baby momma "won't you decide"
She chose Doc, first day I poured ? like its Aftermath for life
And all I do is ride
Before I turn on 'em I kill Satan and stick my red flag in the ground
It's Red Nation!!!
[Lil Wayne]
Now Blood the f-ck up
Everyday's a gamble muthaf-cker, tough luck
And we gon f-ck the World til that bitch bust nuts
I can't tell ya whats good, but I can tell ya whats, what
And that's, B's up, hoes down
Lookin' in the mirror, I'm nowhere to be found
Blood, I'm a dog, call me a blood hound
Throwin' blood in the air, leave blood on the ground
[Game - Verse 2]
N-ggas'll trade they soul to be Drake or J. Cole
Live and die for this shit, word to Tupac Shakur's halo
One blood, plural, n-gga I'm spendin' Euro's
Ferrari got an ice cream paint job, Dorrough
I'm up out the hood, where they pull guns on you like
Come up out ya hood, it aint never all good
We roll up in backwoods, n-gga get to actin' stupid
Get thrown in the back woods
Los Angeles, home of the scandalous
Pimp, hoes and gamblers
98 degree's on Christmas
N-gga we rollin' cannibus
Swisha sweet aint it, I told her I'm Charles Louboutin
The bitch fainted, pulled her panites down, stain it
That's my Chi-lingo, yeah I'm bi-lingual
Ball by myself, Ochocinco
Dancing with the stars, bullets and fast cars
And everybody bleed out here, word to God
[Lil Wayne]
Now Blood the f-ck up
Everyday's a gamble muthaf-cker, tough luck
And we gon f-ck the World til the bitch bust nuts
I can't tell ya whats good, but I can tell ya whats, what
And that's, B's up, hoes down
Lookin' in the mirror, I know where to be found
Blood, I'm a dog, call me a blood hound
Throwin' blood in the air, leave blood on the ground
[Game - Verse 3]
Russia got a Red Flag
US got Red Stripes
Last train to Paris, round the World in these red Nikes
Che Guevara of the New Era, test me
Louieville slugger, you'll get buried in my era
Got that natty on, tighter than a magnum
Walk in the club saggin' with a 38 magnum
Red Ralph Laurens, the double R sittin' on a hill like Lauren
Her and the car foreign
Got my red Dre Beats on, tryna put my peeps on
And I keep it hood like this Phantom is a Nissan
Where my n-gga Jim Jones at?
Roll up the weed son, so many bloods in Compton had to get a NYC song
And while I'm out here, I might as well go shopping
And put this new bad b-tch I got her some red bottoms
And all these hatin' ass n-ggas want me dead
Cause I'm Malcolm X before he turned Muslim, RED
[Lil Wayne]
Now Blood the f-ck up
Everyday's a gamble muthaf-cker, tough luck
And we gon f-ck the World til the bitch bust nuts
I can't tell ya whats good, but I can tell ya whats, what
And that's, B's up, hoes down
Lookin' in the mirror, I know where to be found
Blood, I'm a dog, call me a blood hound
Throwin' blood in the air, leave blood on the ground
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