Loyal To The Game

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Loyal To The Game Letra

[Featuring Treach, Riddler]

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 narcs
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 killas 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 raises on niggas when they runnin up

The first to pull a strap when there's drama
Busta, you ain't heard?
I've been slicin motherfuckerss since I lost my momma

There ain't a cop that can stop me
My posse is cocked, G, and they don't quit until they drop me

I'm loyal to the game


Without no doubt I ain't no slouch and it ain't time to back down
So I jumps in and try to stop-a and watch-a

Slap you cock-eyed like Popeye fucks spinach
Forgotten more shit than most crews ever know, or ever knew

Was born with 7 flows and only heaven knew
For beat the boot sex, the news breaks, the you shakes
Worse, they heard we got more nerve than a 2-fake

Yoo-hoo to you crew and you too so you knew
I'm from Jersey and I'm a teen so your block more than you do

Whose the new crew?
Show me your neck brotha, and here's another
Smack your mother's mamma's mother

In the first mob of all those other crack lovers
Back was bitch-ass, trick ass, cluk-clow-cluk-clow

How ya like me then, how ya like me, hey-ho, how ya like me now?

Ow, pow, hurt, don't it? Bow, bow, don't run up on it
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