[1] [Eboni Foster] Game's been good to me [2] [Eboni Foster] I don't care what it did to them The game's been good to me Oh, you think life is yours? Life ain't na something you can rap with Oh come na ordinary game The game na something you can rap with Me's a player you know? I do not, play in no game Me just, make money, dollars, everytime seen? Now how can I explain how this game laced, plus with this fame I got enemies do anything to break me, my attitude changed Got to the point where I was driven, twenty-four/seven Money's my mission, just a nigga trying to make a living These busta tricks don't want no mail They spending they riches on skanless bitches who'll stay petrified in jail It's hell, plus all the dealers want a meal ticket Jealous-ass bitches, player-hating but we still kick it Always keep my eyes on the prize, watch the police Seen so much murder, neighborhoods getting no sleep But still, I get my money on major, continuously Communicating through my pager, niggaz know me Don't have no homies cause they jealous, I hustle solo Cause when I'm broke I got no time for the fellas, listen Ain't nothing poppin 'bout no broke nigga, ain't no joke Fuck what they say and get your dough nigga Heavy in the game [1] Who the bumba claat him a come try take mine? Oh, me see you rushing up [1] I throw I'm blood claat P.M. to A.M. All, all the bumba come ya take dis ting for ya take dis ting for joke? [2] Oh! That's right Well lemme shoot some of this how heavy type of shit. Certain niggaz wanna stick to the game, yousea trick to the game Waiting upon your turn, so when will you learn? Ain't no turns given, niggaz be twisting and taking shit Putting they sack down, then puttin they mack down Me myself I hustle with finesse yes I'm an Oakland baller Rule number one: check game, and for sure you gon' respect game Be yo' own nigga meaning buy yo' own dope Cause that front shit is punk shit, somethin I never funked with Be true to this game and this game will be true to you That's real shit; disrespect, see what this here do to you That jackin and robbin, despising your homie ain't healthy, niggaz be ending up dead 'fore they get wealthy But not me though, I'm sewing somethin major so what I reap is boss -- that's why my public status is floss Went from a, young nigga living residential to a, young nigga working presidential [1] Me nigga Tu-pac ALWAYS look good You know that's true 'I'm look good every time Ooh, pussy war? Step up [1] Can you know I'm serving up blood claat playing you fucking games Ooh, we take game, we WON [2] Any by now, all, you haffa forget fi we WON Everytime I'm just a young black male, cursed since my birth Had to turn to crack sales, if worse come to worse Headed for them packed, jails, or maybe it's a hearse My only way to stack mail, is out here doing dirt Made my decisions do or die, been hustling since junior high No time for asking why, gettin high, gettin mine Put away my nine, cause these times call for four-five sales cause life is hell and everybody dies What about these niggaz I despise -- them loud talking cowards shootin guns into crowds, jeopardizing lives Shoot em right between them niggaz eyes, it's time to realize follow the rules or follow them fools that die Everybody's trying to make the news, niggaz confused Quit trying to be an O.G. and pay your dues If you choose to apply yourself, go with the grain and come the riches and the bitches and the fame Heavy in the game [1] Boy, ya nah bitch! Major that's true we look good everytime when we at Beers Diamond and Tupac drives vintage car [1] And fi them frame them look good, oh no? This whole world ya call on gonna mass on a face [2] For any, section of bumba ras claat, oh! Flush it! .. Oh! Nobody wan come test me y'know true them we a drive pretty car Wanna no part of any ting and now you wan come drown a gun But ya see we know, you haffa show 'I'm MAXIMUM respect for when a blood claat run or when a pussy walk up we look good everytime Nuff dollars, DOLLARS Y'know about dollars them right? But we nah talk no shit We haffa walk the walk for we a talk, see it? Cause action, action speak louder dan words You know the record! Don't blood claat ting at ALL