Loyal To The Game Lyrics - 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 

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My mama say I'm crazy cause I'm all about the hood 

I can't get my shit together but I'm on leather and wood 

And the hood is all I know, patrol and circle the block 

Off the curb and niggaz swerve, serve a smoker a rock 

And I'm hot like fish grease and nigga so is my Caddy 

And I'm steady catchin static, move the traffic to the alley 

Out in Cali niggaz rally others all for the soil 

Mix the work with bakin soda and get the water to boil 

OH NO can't no busters hang, I hope you feel me mayne 

Cause snitches bitches and they ain't been loyal to the game 

My niggaz feel my pain, when sunshine turn to rain 

You know these buster motherfuckers came to fuck the game 

And it's a shame I see the mark in they eyes 

When they yellin that he tellin get to me, no surprise, nigga 

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{"And come off this trip"} 

Loyalty, undeservedly, never heard of me 

I, be the exception, the epitome of adaption 

The superficial surroundings, bullets fiends cockhounds and 

enemies in my family extortin schemin and scammin me (pop pop) 

I'm like loose rollin, I'm growin until the diesel hit me 

I'm battered and bruised, and madder havin to choose 

'tween happiness and the blues, and who be fillin my shoes 

when I done had it with crews, ecstatic to see me lose 

But panic when I be smooth, I'm manic but I'm no fool 

Y'all rappin I'm talkin cool, and Columbine is not cool 

In Compton they shoot up schools too, ridin by to see who's who 

Cock the shotty they cruise through, rock the body blood ooze through 

Tell his family that dude's blue, no comin back 

from him scrappin when niggaz was packin and he wasn't packin too 

So if you feel me you know when they try to kill me they slow 

I seen from 'round the corner with mirrors and creeped up on 'em 

- 5/6ths 

{"Thugs throw like wine down a nigga's throat 

if this shit don't STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP!"}