featuring Maze Musolini

(Noreaga)

This ain't no game man

A lot of people look from the outside from in

thinking that it's easy man

You know what I'm saying not realizing we work too

You know what I mean we working everyday hard

Getting our hands dirty just like y'all

But y'all think y'all better

(Musolini)

Yo yo yo yo yo yo

I pledge allegiance to money weed jewels hoes and big guns

While you dealing in crumbs and stacking funds

Squeezing the ones, so jealous sons have em speaking in tongues

Headed for these slums, screaming at the top they lungs

Bitch made cats, find em wherever you at

Your man in you face will stab you in the back

Life's a bitch, so rub up and fuck it

You live your life, you gotta love it

Six double o, used to whip a bucket

Left the strip cause niggaz like five seven tips

Hood of lose lips, iced my necklace to my wrists

long with the stones on my fists

niggaz hating me, cause I got chips

Left the hood rich

Nutin but diamond dis, head from a bitch

In the back of a thugged out whip

Why not shit

Devilish, your crabs ain't shit

Mad at this, certain gentle wrist

(Chorus: Maze)

It's not a game nigga

Me move in and move out

Most niggaz try to follow the route

But they can't see what we see

Thugged out like wherever we be

M-A-Z-E, N.O.R.E., Musolini

(Noreaga)

Now that's that shit that I'm talking about and shit

Same niggaz that you fucking wit

Fucking wit them cats that you don't fuck wit

Whatcha supposed to do?

Both of them are part