featuring G-Unit
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2Pac: I'm loyal to the game
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{Verse 1: 2Pac}
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Now I've got task on a nigga's ass
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Tell me will they blast me
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I think of an alias in case these crooked bitches ask me, now
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It's gettin crazy after dark,
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These narcs be like tryin to shut me down but I'm too smart
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Now picture me scared of the penetentiary
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I've been movin these things since the days of elementary
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Now tell me what ya need when ya see me
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I'm stackin Gs buyin all the things on TV, believe me
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I got some killas on my payroll and they know
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When its time to handle business nigga lay low
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Although I'm young I'm still comin up
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I'm gettin paid pullin razors on niggas when they runnin up
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The first to pull the strap when theres drama
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Buster you ain't heard?
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I been slicin motherfuckers since I lost my mama
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There ain't a cop that can stop me
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My posse is cocky and they don't wait until they drop me
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I'm loyal to the game
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{CHORUS: 50 Cent}
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I do my thing respect my hustle I ain't playin
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(Nigga I'm loyal to the game)
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I give you my way and I cock and pop that thing
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(Man I'm loyal to the game)
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If you know what I know then you know I ain't playin
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(I'm loyal to the game)
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That could get in my way and I'll blow out your brain
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{Verse 2: Young Buck}
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Possessed by the streets you can't tell me that this ain't home
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I can't eat if the rest of this shit ain't gone
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I'm gettin used to the needles on the bathroom sink
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Gotta close my door because the bathroom stink
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See, daddy don't work, and mama don't drink
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But daddy do coke, and mama can't think
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So look like I'ma be the man of the house
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Gotta have somethin to put in the air when it's out
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Up early in the mornin the first to get it
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They say if you really want it then come on wit it
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Sacrifice my life for this ice and these cars
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And I only spent 30 days behind bars
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I ain't never had a job but my rent got paid
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I handled any beef that they sent my way
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So send me to the pen but you know I won't change
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It's thug in my veins
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I'm loyal to the game
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{CHORUS: 50 Cent}
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I do my thing respect my hustle I ain't playin
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(Nigga I'm loyal to the game)
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I give you my way and I cock and pop that thing
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(Man I'm loyal to the game)
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If you know what I know then you know I ain't playin
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(I'm loyal to the game)
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That could get in my way and I'll blow out your brain
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{Verse 3: Lloyd Banks}
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Yeah
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It ain't my fault I came up fast
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And your the name niggas bring up last
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And all the dames get a king up ass
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10 grand on every ring I flash
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Deep frog--and I'ma have to fling your ass
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I'm on the block where its scorchin hot
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If you get caught in the crossfire they have to throw you off the block
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I get 'dro by the pickle jar
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These broke niggas wanna get the star
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So I don't keep the four-nickel far
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My lips is zipped I'm loyal to the game
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Bring your bitch around me I'm spoilin her brain
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Get more slugs to boil in your frame
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Cause you got rocks and they got aluminum foil for a chain
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The paints the same color as oil in the Range
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I'm stingy ain't got nothin for you but some change
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I'm good now but the fact still remains
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That the struggle that I'm from is attached to my name
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{CHORUS: 50 Cent}
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I do my thing respect my hustle I ain't playin
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(Nigga I'm loyal to the game)
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You get in my way and I cock and pop that thing
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(Man I'm loyal to the game)
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If you know what I know then you know I ain't playin
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(I'm loyal to the game)
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That could get in my way and I'll blow out your brain
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{Outro...fading out}
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heh
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YA!
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2Pac's in this motherfucker!
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Uh!
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G-Unit in the motherfuckin house
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50!
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Banks!
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Loyal to the Game
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| 2Pac |
