gone play a nigga like me Straighten that thug nigga like me And I know I shouldn't say this, but just take the dick and I slang this dick for days (ho) Try to explain this
RZA at the end] Don't like the game, nigga use your head You should be callin the shots instead The power is in your hands.. Stop all this cryin, and
backwards, Hustlin this is my year I've been in the game since '95 Bitch! I'm still here I hear the background that side talk and cheap bumpin If you
all, long as you just bring me your friends.. (wessyde in this motherfucker) Why you trickin on them other hoes? Let's be friends (wessyde in this motherfucker
Etho, I miss Hevo When I die, I hope heaven look like the ghetto (yeah) Picture me trick, and take a loss I'm cheap like the Chinese man with duck sauce This
you're forced to stop breathin' on paralysis I'm cancerous cold-blooded battlest Pass the fifth, Hen makes me hazardous You're average, no way to challenge this
to burn the muthafucking streets up with this shit Breakfast club I want to welcome everybody to the muthafuckin rap room This aint a mixtape This is
all niggaz wanna be pimps and players? This ain't 1997 nigga I'd rather be rich and unhappy than broke and miserable Cause the game don't give a FUCK
Then I figured out licks went for twenty down South Packed up my tools for my raw power move Glock nineteen for casket and flower moves for chumps tryin to stop
, I miss Hevo When I die, I hope heaven look like the ghetto (yeah) Picture me trick, and take a loss I'm cheap like the Chinese man with duck sauce This
(feat. The Game) [Guce] Yeah Bullys wit fullys, this what we do Guce, Tay, we back now The Game [Verse 1: Guce] See I'm back in the building like I
we can do it, But sometimes when I'm alone like this I wonder just who can see through it. Bargains and sacrifices. Cheap tricks, cheaper devices. What
you think you can fuck wit me? I'm a soulja, you a stunna, ya'll history What you niggas say, talk is cheap? (Talk is cheap, huh motha fuckas?) Til bodies
woke up, threw on a striped yellow tie Threw down a cup of coffee, kissed the wifey goodbye Leave the office each day around eleven o'clock Then you drive, stop