2pac Heavy In The Game Lyrics

Heavy In The Game Lyrics

[Featuring Richie Rich]
Verse One: 2Pac
Now how can I explain how this
game laced
plus with this fame
I got enemies who'll do anything ta break
me
My attitude changed
got to tha point where I was
trippen
twenty-four-seven
moneys my mission
just a nigga tryin ta make
a livin'
These busta tricks don't know no male
they spending they riches
on scandelous bitches
who stay petrified in jail
it's hell
plus all
tha dealers want a meal ticket
jelous 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
communicaten through my pager
niggas know
me
don't have no homies cause they jelous
I hustle solo
cause when i'm
broke I got no time for tha fellas
listen
ain't nothen popin' about no
work nigga
I ain't no joke
fuck what they sayin
and get your dough
nigga
Heavy in tha Game
Chorus:
I don't care what it did to
Them
Tha Games been good ta Me
Verse Two: Richie Rich
Well, let me
shoot some of this heavy type shit
Certain niggas wanna stick to tha
game
you's a trick to tha game
waitin' upon your turn
so will you
learn
ain't 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, i'm an Oakland baller
rule number one check it
if I show
you no respect then
be your own nigga
meaning buy your own dope
cause
that front shit is punk shit
something 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 will do to you
jackin' and robin' and
dispisen' your homie
ain't healthy
niggas be ending up dead
follow
your wealthy
but not me tho
I'm sowing something major
so what I reap
is boss
that's why my public statis is floss
went from a
young nigga
livin' reseidential
to a
young nigga workin'
presidential
Chorus
Verse Three: 2Pac
I'm just a young black
male
cursed since my birth
had ta turn to crack sells
if worse come to
worse
headed for them pack jails
so maybe it's a hearse
My only way to
stack bail
is out here doin dirt
My decisions do or die
been hustlein'
since Jr. High
No time for askin why
getten' high
getten' mine
Put
away my 9
cause these times call for four-five sales
cause life is hell
and everybody dies
what about these niggas I despise
them loud talken'
cowards shootin' guns into crowds
jepordiseing lives
shootem' right
between a niggas eyes
it's time to realize
follow tha rules
or follow
tha fools, then die
everybodies tryin ta make tha news
niggas
confused
quit tryin to be an OG and pay your dues
if you choose to apply
yourself
go with tha grain and come tha riches and tha bitches and tha
fame
Heavy in tha Game
Chorus