{all parts with Lady Levi speaking are strictly best guess} *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 [Lady Levi] Oh, you tink life is yours? Life ain't na somethin you can rap with Ooh come na ordinary game Da game na somethin you can rap with Me's a player you know? I do not, play in no game Me just, make money, dollars, everytime seen? Verse One: 2Pac 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-fourseven Money's my mission, just a nigga tryin to make a livin These busta tricks don't want no mail They spendin 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, playa-hatin but we still kick it Always keep my eyes on the prize, watch the police Seen so much murder, neighborhoods gettin no sleep But still, I get my money on major, continuously Communicatin 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 nothin poppin 'bout no work nigga, I ain't no joke Fuck what they say and get your dough nigga Heavy in the game *1 [Lady Levi] Who da bumba claat him a come try take mine? Oooh, me see you rushin up *1 I throw 'im blood claat P.M. to A.M. All, all da bumba come ya take dis ting for ya take dis ting for joke? *2 Oh! Dat's right Verse Two: Richie Rich Well lemme shoot some of this how heavy
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