Never Ending Game Lyrics - Master P

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All y'all gangster niggas 

Y'all motherfucking gangsta bitches out there (the dope game) 

I'm a let y'all know something (welcome to the dope game) 

Something that'll never end, this shit is going on like fucking numbers 

Black on black crime, nigga it go like this here 

We live an eye for an eye 

You kill me, I kill you, my partners kill your partners 

And you dead ain't no love on my spot 

Me and my partners pushing rocks 

Got them 17 round glocks at your ass spitting like loogies 

We packing heat, 32 round clips, my automatic uzi 

But I look into the eyes and I stare, I see death 

Goddamn thinking "the fuck?", it could be me 

My little homie on the ground crying 

I'm thinking I'm gone, Oh my lord 

My little homie Tony's dying (ripped his heart out) 

He never had a chance to see his life glow 

And he never had a chance to see his wife bro 

And his little kid is only 8 

It ain't about me or you motherfucker 

You gone peep defeat off the tree 

Cause you die and you murder, how could you live on the streets 

And you never hurt, another nigga with a glock G 

I'm thinking about Tic-Toc Boom, there goes another one 

Send him to the moon 

Ain't no rocket ship bitch, it's the temple of doom 

I mean the ghetto, cause it's wicked 

Most niggas out there in the hood, trying to get a chicken 

But never even seen a bird 

They die for that cain and that weed and they water 

And they to fucking high, to see the enemy 

Niggas that pretend to be, fools don't come close to me 

Your best friend will kill you 

I'm from that 3rd Ward, Caliope Projects 

Where they peel your caps like bananas 

Police trying to stand on them buildings with them radars and scanners 

But they can't stop the murders 

Thats happening in my hood motherfuckers 

Cause everybody study capping in this 

Everyday, all day niggas dying, mothers crying 

But y'all niggas ain't realizing that the hood is murder 

Find your ass in a 6 inch gurder 

Cause niggas banging like Charlie Chan 

You'd better pack a piece nigga 

And welcome to the never ending game 

The never ending game, (the dope game) the never ending game 

Will I die up in my sleep, or die on these streets 

Cause the ghetto ain't no joke 

Niggas in my hood everyday getting smoked 

Welcome to the never ending game 

Will I die up in my sleep or die on these streets 

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And the ghetto ain't no joke 

Cause every motherfucking day another nigga gets smoked 

And momma pray it ain't me 

But I'm addicted to this dope game, addicted to this green cheese 

I be making mail like the mailman 

This is for my partners in the hood pushing massive cain (ice cream) 

Through the hood of the projects 

Its fiends walking up for bubble ups 

You think I'm bout to reject 

When a nigga get some money, I got them gats cocked nigga 

I ain't living like no dummy 

If I die, I ain't scared to die, but don't ask me why 

Will I retire and give it up realize 

Thats this my only mission of money 

But y'all niggas look at a nigga hustling like its funny 

But I got to feed the family 

Even though if that take me getting fucking scandalous G 

And I have to hurt shit 

Put a nigga in the dirt, mean putting in work 

Lay him down, and punch in your time card 

Cause you never know when your ass bout to go meet the Lord 

So I live ruthless, reckless, and rangeless (dangerous) 

Don't give a fuck, my clique is ready to hang shit 

Off the rack, ain't no trap 

Just a bunch of motherfuckers walking with gats 

Through the projects and walky-talkies 

Jacking shit motherfucker ungh, thats why they bark 

Like dogs, watch a nigga hard 

And I be slanging dope like I'm getting paid like Lou Rollins 

And the white folks can't stop this 

And the Taz can't stop this nigga, cause I'm in the hood slanging rocks 

Getting paid cause I'm major 

And if I die fucking retire my shoes and hang up my pager 

And give 4 G's to my sons and kill my enemies 

Y'all can't stop a nigga please, even if I'm dead G 

And when I go out, I'm going out with a bang 

So fuck what you heard and welcome to the never ending game 

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