the school" We'd walk around just knowing Everybody knew our names. The way we combed our hair And all the clothes we'd wear Were all a part Of one big game
rule the school" We'd walk around just knowing Everybody knew our names. The way we combed our hair And all the clothes we'd wear Were all a part Of one big game
be layin in a ditch You'll get your stupid ass blown out the frame Cause I'm playing to win, and survive in the game I'm strugglin Verse Three: 2Pac
let my little homies Ride on yah bitch made ass Bad Boys bitches {ahh yo, yo, hold the fuck up} Get out the way yo Get out the way yo Biggie Smalls
get it over with [Flesh n Bone:] Get the fuck outta my way They say they move down and side to side I beg to part your stupid ass clean out my path
-round my way This is how we play, Every day it's the same old same, Around my way, Around my way, Around my way, Come around my way, my way (my way)
said she liked the rapper type, no matter if their black or white And I'm like hmm, it looks like I'm gettin' ass tonight Spit some I'll game then it
get no commercial play though (uh uh) Love your videos (right), no high rotation But seen me all day on your much vibe station (oh) I got young kids tryin
I?m losin? my teeth But I?m tryin? to keep my grip And live to see one more day Without makin? any stupid slips. You know I could have played the game
and that was the last one I had Does this look like an arcade? Tryna play games? See this saw blade? See the silhouette of a stalker in your walk-way?
this war shit deeply Seen too many real niggas ballin like these bitch niggas beat me yous a mothafuckin punk and you see me with gloves quit havin those fuckin kids
m one shot thru the heart like Cupid Y'all niggaz might be crazy, but y'all not stupid its 99 im killings you women and kids fuck scar-face watch me,
your neighborhood But I walk through the ghetto and the flavor's good Little kids jumping on me But you, you wanna be white and corny Living way out "
no second chance And get fucked in this biz without a kiss or a dance The game is to exploit young ghetto kids A straight pimp game, and there ain't no
t with it [Ice-T] Dig it, I'm just a brother from L.A. South Central, I live life the fly way Used to bang and hustle but I traded for the big game Infamy
Talk To People Like They Stupid As Hell Do That Mean God Gone Make My People Stupid As Hell Do That Mean God Gone Make My Kids Be Stupid As Well Well,
bill is up against cash There's really no way of predicting If it will fly or it will crash But that's the nature of politics That's the name of the game
was So, tell 'em hoes to fix they wig You see my stomach all round, my dick all big And my guns come mixed like Robin kids N.O. fuck ya wife, snatch ya
