Intro

Now how can I explain how this game laced
Plus with this fame
I got enemies wholl do anything ta break me
My attitude changed
Got to tha point where I was trippin
Twenty-four-seven
Moneys my mission
Just a nigga tryin ta make a livin
These busta tricks dont know no male
They spending they riches on scandalous bitches
Who stay petrified in jail
Its hell
Plus all tha dealers want a meal ticket
Jealous ass bitches
Playa haten but we still kick it
Always keep my eyes on tha prize
Watch tha police
Seen so much murder
Neighborhoods getten no sleep
But still
I get my money on major
Continuously
Communicatin through my pager
Niggas know me
Dont have no homies cause they jealous
I hustle solo
Cause when Im broke I got no time for tha fellas
Listen
Aint nothin popin about no work nigga
I aint no joke
Fuck what they sayin
And get your dough nigga
Heavy in tha game
Chorus
I dont care what it did to them
Tha games been good ta me
[richie rich]
Well, let me shoot some of this heavy type shit
Certain niggas wanna stick to tha game
Yous a trick to tha game
Waitin upon your turn
So will you learn
Aint no turns givin niggas be twisten and taken shit
Putten they sack down
Then putten they mack down
Me myself I hustle with finesse
Yes, Im an oakland baller
Rule number one check