So many niggas get fucked up in the game.
See thats where they get caught out there,
In that word game, cause its not no fuckin game.
When you hear shells comin at cha,
Hot Ones from a shotgun I betta nigga runs faster,
Loose a shoe to get away from a blaster,
Think about that casket you don't wanna be in that shit,
Quick to take his signin you takin everybodies package,
Money over Bitches was the law practice,
So you act is if money was no object,
Spinin 5 zues trips for your whole projects,
Epcot center renters for ya bitches roli's for your dogs,
Now we in tha mall slayin by his ritches,
Everyday I reminisin how he was livin havin fun,
Cause any day could have led to prison,
Now for a short bid cause if the feds ever caught kid,
It be like 25 years conspiracy,
Another 25 for rico snatchin up him and his people,
He had his jeep bullet proof silencers on the desert eagle,
Flipin bricks in Gary Indiana,
He had it locked down from the streets to the slammer,
Only trusted Two things his trigger and his hammer,
Used to be a bum till had a six month run,
Had a law suit thirty G's the case was won,
Met with mexican hoya cop boya,
Bought a barber shop named it after c shaday,
There where they found his body,
In a barber chair gaze down, bullets in his chest,
Sliced apart from the waist down,
Planned to sell his shop stick hoya for everything he got,
Take his jewels and his pies,
Fill his shoes with cement to drop his body in the ties,
but hoya was wise,
Even when he ain't around he got ears and eyes,
Gotta stay a step ahead of this game to stay alive,
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Always wanted fame, always wanted cash,
To Live fast get the girls with tha biggest ass.
Fuck a 9 to 5, gotta job at 5.
Now that I got it, the Hardest Thing To Do Is Stay Alive.
Coke head Saundra she grew up in Gruwana,
Her man was large and Saundra was his baby mama,
Stayed in drama Fightin with hood rats that he was fucking,
No job all day she did nothing,
They son was 7 years old, she really was a wifee,
First should she would transport blow overnight for a G,
He paid up front they layed up once,
She got pregnant she wouldn't dead it,
She had a boy, named her son infinite after his father who did dirt,
She didn't know just after would follow,
Capsules and bottles and crack in the back of his baga,
He let her drive while he drove the burgandy 5,
He often talked about how he wants to murder these guys,
From off of burger street, had mad work in the street,
Lifestyle richest nigga far from how he use to be,
Never thought he'd rock diamonds never took weakness for kindness,
Thats how he gradually grew,
Did a Favor for a favor now the nigga in with the crew,
And Now he live major house in dix hills next to Brook Shields,
With the cook and the maid shit was real,
Saved his first bill, maid and his bodega,
Good Luck playa sign on the paper tape in the window,
Escaped from a would be kidnap,
And slept and thought niggas fearless rep until he got wet,
Would had the world in his hands his girl did a scam,
The owners rich is bonin niggas to get rid of her man,
Welcome To The Game Baby.
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The Hardest Thing To Do Is Stay Alive...
The Hardest Thing To Do Is Stay Alive...
The Hardest Thing To Do Is Stay Alive...