Whatchu a gangsta? You fuckin prankstas. (Yea) L-Burna (L-Burna) deuce double o four (Fizzo). Mo Thug forever baby (That's right). St. Clair, Cleveland Ohio nigga.
-Layzie Bone-Chorus-
Run game and keep it straight gangsta/ Why my frames say "Fuck all these prankstas"/ We won't stop until I hear "Thank ya"/ Brought up in these city streets, I'm bringin them bangers nigga
-Layzie Bone-
Nigga I was born into this thug life, I didn't choose it, I was chose/ Alot of these rappers fakin and frontin, tellin lies like Pinnochio/ Never had to tote the pistol/ Momma had to cleanest tissues, band-aids for they boo-boos but where I'm from it's another issue/ Gotta have game or the game'll get you/ You could stay broke, I'ma get richer/ Gotta stay low or the bullets'll hit ya/ Nigga bear business or catch up wit'cha, split'cha/ Get the pichta mist of the game is about survival/ (That's why I be) clutchin on my Bible/ Now what are you willing to die for? Are you liable for your actions? Or you tryin to point your finger? Blamin everybody but your damn self/ When the fat lady singin, I bring it raw/ Ain't no mercy for me/ And America ain't got no trophy for me/ I ain't even tried to play that game cause the po-po just too thirsty for me/ Rather go out in the blazin glory/ You know my name and you heard the stories/ Check it for me, cause I got game and these other niggas is borin/ Look at me, scorin all the points like I'm T-Mac and A-I/ And look at these other players hatin, I'm the truth and can't lie/ We come to get live on em, and ride on em/ Like Yuk; mothafucka got 5 on em/ With my mind zonin, no my opponent the ones, you don't want it/ See I see through whatchu don't see and I can pin it twenty-twenty/ Niggas know I'm so fo real/ Like ODB; better gimme my money/ Ones, Tens, Twenties, Hundreds/ Nigga if you owe me, run it/ I'ma continue to stick and blunt it/ Homicide, won't know who done it/ Damn, that's the way it is and that's just how it's gon be/ Keep yo game to yourself homie and represent no phonies/ Fuck em
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-Dogzilla-
Of course the game ain't ready/ Zilla, known to drop heavy/ Deadly, show you lil somethin boy if ya let me/ Feel me, life is like a game of dice; you roll em right the first time, the same life can't roll em twice/ I fight hard for mines/ It's a new track for the new jack, I'm a dog for mines/ I'm in too deep, competition dead in sleep/ They head is weak, I know the arts hard to beat/ But fuck that, my homies got a score to settle with theyself/ Plus it's till alot of Tea in the kettle/ We refuse the devil, you can't fade the levels and you can never ever, come test the rebels
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-Stew Deez-
E-mortal Thugs, yea we gangsta niggas/ Stew Deez a sho' nuff shanker nigga put your dick in the dirt when you fuckin with us and my niggas'll leave you stankin nigga/ Cause sixteen rounds bring frowns to the clowns that wannabe down with us, and that fake niggas can't be found with us/ So nigga, we mash when we roll/ We got fo-fo's on you hoes/ You niggas know the goal and O, me and my niggas we gettin this dough/ We said one million, two million, three million, four/ Still movin up the ladder but we needed our mo'/ So here we go, we runnin game on you bitches/ We got the fames and our riches, some niggas came and we pitcha/ We let them thangs come n get cha/ We that swift/ I ain't gotta shoot ya dog, just to see ya body fall and carry yall to the morgue
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Recorded for the Layzie Bone mixtape It's Not A Game