Loyal To The Game Feat. G-unit

I'm loyal to the game

[2Pac]

Now I've got to ask, on a nigga's ass, tell me will they blast

me?

I think of an alias in case these crooked bitches ask me

Now, it's gettin crazy after dark, these NARC's

be like tryin to shut me down but I'm too smart

Now picture me scared of the penitentiary

I've been movin these things since the days of elementary

Now tell me what you need when you see me

I'm stackin G's, buyin all the things on TV, believe me

I got some killers on my payroll, and they know

When it's time to handle business, nigga lay low

Although I'm young, I'm still comin up

I'm gettin paid, pullin razors on niggaz when they runnin up

The first to pull a strap when there's drama - busta you ain't

heard?

I've been slicin motherfuckers since I lost my mama

There ain't a cop that can stop me

My posse is cock D, and they don't quit until they drop me

I'm loyal to the game

[Chorus: 50 Cent]

I do my thang, respect my hustle, I ain't playin

-- nigga I'm loyal to the game

You get in my way and I'll cock and pop that thang

-- man, I'm loyal to the game

If you know what I know then you know I ain't playin

-- I'm loyal to the game

Nigga get in my way and I'll blow out yo' brain

[Young Buck]

Posessed by the streets, you cain't tell me that this ain't home

I can't eat if the rest of this shit ain't gone

I'm gettin used to the needles on the bathroom sink

Gotta close my do' because the backroom stinks

See daddy don't work and, mama don't drink but

daddy do dope and, mama can't think so

Look like, I'ma be the man of the house

Gotta have somethin to put in her hand when it's out

Up early in the mornin, the first to get it

They say if you really want it, then come on with it

Sacrifice my life for this ice and these cars

And I only spend 30 days behind bars

I ain't never had a job but my rent got paid

I handled any beef that they sent my way

So send me to the pen but you know I won't change

It's thug in my veins, I'm loyal to the game

[Chorus]

[Lloyd Banks]

Yeah, it ain't my fault I came up fast

And you're the name niggaz bring up last

And all the dames get a king of ass, ten grand on every ring I

flash

Leap frog, and I'ma have to fling yo' ass

I'm on the block where it's scorchin hot

If you get caught in the crossfire, they'll have to peel you off

the block

I get 'dro by the pickle jar

These broke niggaz wanna get the star, so I don't keep the

four-nickel far

My lips are zipped, I'm loyal to the game

Bring your bitch around me, I'm spoilin her brain

Leave more slugs to boil in your frame

Cause you got rocks and they got aluminum foil for a chain

The paint's the same color as oil in the Range

I'm stingy, ain't got nuttin for you but some change, yeah

I'm good now but the fact still remains

that the struggle that I'm from's attached to my name

[Chorus]

[2Pac]

Heh, yeah, 2Pac's in this motherfucker

G-Unit in the motherfuckin house