Luyện nghe bài hát Loyal To The Game (dj Quik Remix)

I'm loyal to the

Now got to ask on a nigga's ass
Tell me they blast me
I of an alias in case these crooked bitches ask me
Now it's gettin' crazy after
These narcs be tryin' to shut me down but I'm too smart
Now me scared of the penetentiary
I've been movin' these things the days of elementary
Now tell me what ya need ya see me

I'm stackin' Gs buyin' all the on TV, believe me
I got some killas on my payroll and they
it's time to handle business nigga lay low
Although I'm young I'm still up
I'm gettin paid pullin' on niggas when they runnin' up
The first to pull the strap when there's
Buster you heard?
I been slicin' motherfuckers I lost my mama

There a cop that can stop me
My posse is and they don't wait until they drop me
I'm to the game

I do my thing respect my I ain't playin
(Nigga I'm to the game)
You get in my way and I cock and pop thing
(Man I'm to the game)
If you know what I know then you know I playin
(I'm to the game)
get in my way and I'll blow out your brain

Possessed by the streets you can't me that this ain't home
I can't eat if the rest of shit ain't gone
I'm used to the needles on the bathroom sink
Gotta close my because the backroom stinks
See, daddy work and mama don't drink
But daddy do dope, and mama can't
So like I'm a be the man of the house
Gotta have somethin' to put in her hand when out

Up early in the the first to get it
They say if you really it then come on with it
Sacrifice my for this ice and these cars
And I spent 30 days behind bars
I ain't never had a job but my rent got
I handled any beef that they my way
So send me to the pen but you I won't change
It's in my veins, I'm loyal to the game

I do my thing respect my hustle I playin'
(Nigga I'm to the game)
You get in my way and I and pop that thing
(Man I'm to the game)
If you what I know then you know I ain't playin'
(I'm to the game)
Nigga get in my way and I'll blow out your

Yeah, it my fault I came up fast
And your the name niggas up last
And all the get a king up ass
10 grand on every ring I
Leap frog and I'm a to fling your ass
I'm on the block its scorchin' hot
If you get caught in the
They have to you off the block

I get by the pickle jar
These broke niggas wanna get the
So I don't the four-nickel far
My lips is zipped I'm loyal to the
your bitch around me I'm spoilin her brain
Get more slugs to boil in your
'Cause you got and they got aluminum foil for a chain
The the same color as oil in the range

I'm stingy ain't got for you but some change
I'm good now but the still remains
That the struggle that I'm from is to my name

I do my respect my hustle I ain't playin'
(Nigga I'm to the game)
You get in my way and I and pop that thing
(Man I'm to the game)
If you know I know then you know I ain't playin'
(I'm to the game)
Nigga get in my way and I'll blow out brain

Hey,
2Pac's in this
Uh
G-Unit in the house