[Featuring Richie Rich] Verse One: 2Pac Now how can I explain how this game laced plus with this fame I got enemies who'll do anything ta break me My attitude changed got to tha point where I was trippen twenty-four-seven moneys my mission just a nigga tryin ta make a livin' These busta tricks don't know no male they spending they riches on scandelous bitches who stay petrified in jail it's hell plus all tha dealers want a meal ticket jelous ass bitches playa haten' but we still kick it always keep my eyes on tha prize watch tha police seen so much murder neighborhoods getten no sleep but still I get my money on major continuously communicaten through my pager niggas know me don't have no homies cause they jelous I hustle solo cause when i'm broke I got no time for tha fellas listen ain't nothen popin' about no work nigga I ain't no joke fuck what they sayin and get your dough nigga Heavy in tha Game Chorus: I don't care what it did to Them Tha Games been good ta Me Verse Two: Richie Rich Well, let me shoot some of this heavy type shit Certain niggas wanna stick to tha game you's a trick to tha game waitin' upon your turn so will you learn ain't no turns givin niggas be twisten and taken shit putten they sack down then putten they mack down Me myself I hustle with finesse Yes, i'm an Oakland baller rule number one check it if I show you no respect then be your own nigga meaning buy your own dope cause that front shit is punk shit something I never funked with be true to this game and this game will be true to you that's real shit disrespect see what this will do to you jackin' and robin' and dispisen' your homie ain't healthy niggas be ending up dead follow your wealthy but not me tho I'm sowing something major so what I reap is boss that's why my public statis is floss went from a young nigga livin' reseidential to a young nigga workin' presidential Chorus Verse Three: 2Pac I'm just a young black male cursed since my birth had ta turn to crack sells if worse come to worse headed for them pack jails so maybe it's a hearse My only way to stack bail is out here doin dirt My decisions do or die been hustlein' since Jr. High No time for askin why getten' high getten' mine Put away my 9 cause these times call for four-five sales cause life is hell and everybody dies what about these niggas I despise them loud talken' cowards shootin' guns into crowds jepordiseing lives shootem' right between a niggas eyes it's time to realize follow tha rules or follow tha fools, then die everybodies tryin ta make tha news niggas confused quit tryin to be an OG and pay your dues if you choose to apply yourself go with tha grain and come tha riches and tha bitches and tha fame Heavy in tha Game Chorus
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