Loyal To The Game ( Feat. 2pac )

[2Pac:] I'm loyal to the game

[Verse 1: 2Pac]

Now I've got task 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 narcs be like tryin to shut me down but I'm too smart

Now picture me scared of the penetentiary

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

Now tell me what ya need when ya see me

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

I got some killas on my payroll and they know

When its time to handle business nigga lay low

Although I'm young I'm still comin up

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

The first to pull the strap when theres drama

Buster you ain't heard?

I been slicin motherfuckers since I lost my mama

There ain't a cop that can stop me

My posse is cocky and they don't wait until they drop me

I'm loyal to the game

[CHORUS: 50 Cent]

I do my thing respect my hustle I ain't playin

(Nigga I'm loyal to the game)

You get in my way and I cock and pop that thing

(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 your brain

[Verse 2: Young Buck]

Possessed by the streets you can'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 door because the bathroom stink

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 the air when it's out

Up early in the mornin the first to get it

They say if you really want it then come on wit it

Sacrifice my life for this ice and these cars

And I only spent 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: 50 Cent]

I do my thing respect my hustle I ain't playin

(Nigga I'm loyal to the game)

You get in my way and I cock and pop that thing

(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 your brain

[Verse 3: Lloyd Banks]

Yeah

It ain't my fault I came up fast

And your the name niggas bring up last

And all the dames get a king up ass

10 grand on every ring I flash

Deep frog--and I'ma have to fling your ass

I'm on the block where its scorchin hot

If you get caught in the crossfire they have to throw you off the block

I get 'dro by the pickle jar

These broke niggas wanna get the star

So I don't keep the four-nickel far

My lips is zipped I'm loyal to the game

Bring your bitch around me I'm spoilin her brain

Get more slugs to boil in your frame

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

The paints the same color as oil in the Range

I'm stingy ain't got nothin for you but some change

I'm good now but the fact still remains

That the struggle that I'm from is attached to my name

[CHORUS: 50 Cent]

I do my thing respect my hustle I ain't playin

(Nigga I'm loyal to the game)

You get in my way and I cock and pop that thing

(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 your brain

[Outro...fading out]

heh

YA!

2Pac's in this motherfucker!

Uh!

G-Unit in the motherfuckin house

50!

Banks!

Buck!