2Pac, Eboni Foster, Lady Levi, Richie Rich - Heavy in the Game lyrics

Oh, you Thug Life is yours?
Life ain't no something you can rap with
Ooh come no ordinary game
The game no something you can rap with
Me's a player you know?
I do not, play in no game
Me just, make money, dollars
Every time, seen?

Now how can I explain how this game laced me
Plus with this fame
I got enemies do anything to break me
My attitude changed
Got to the point where I was driven
Twenty-four seven money's my mission
Just a nigga tryna make a livin'
These busta tricks don't want no mail
They spendin' they riches
On scandalous bitches
Who'll stay petrified in jail it's hell
Plus all the dealers want a meal ticket
Jealous-ass bitches
Player hatin' but we still kick it
Always keep my eyes on the prize
Watch the police seen so much murder
Neighborhoods gettin' no sleep
But still, I get my money on major
Continuously communicatin' through my pager
Niggas know me
Don't have no homies since they jealous
I hustle solo 'Cause when I'm broke I got no
Time for the fellas listen
Ain't nothin' poppin' 'bout no broke nigga
I ain't no joke
Fuck what they say and get your dough nigga
Heavy in the game

(Game's been good to me)
Who the bumba clat him a come try take mine?
Oh, me see you rushin' up
(Game's been good to me)
I throw I'm blood claat PM to AM
All, all the bumba come ya take dis ting
For ya take dis ting for joke?
Oh, that's right
(I don't care what it did to them
The game's been good to me)

(Well let me shoot some of this
How heavy type of shit)
Certain niggas wanna stick to the game
You's a trick to the game
Waitin' upon your turn
Son when will you learn?
Ain't no turns given
Niggas be twistin' and takin' shit
Puttin' they sack down
Then puttin' they mack down
Me myself I hustle with finesse
Yes I'm an Oakland baller
Rule number one: check game
And fo' sho' you gon' respect game
Be your own nigga meanin' 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 here do to you
That jackin' and robbin'
Despisin' your homie ain't healthy
Niggas be endin' up dead
'fore they get wealthy
But not me though, I'm sewin' somethin' major
So what I reap is boss - that's
Why my public status is floss
Went from a, young nigga livin' residential
To a, young nigga workin' presidential

(Game's been good to me)
Me nigga Tu pac always look good
You know that's true I'm look good every time
Ooh, pussy war?, step up
(Game's been good to me)
Can yi know I'm serving up blood claat
Playing yi fucking games
Ooh, we take game, we won!
(I don't care what it did to them)
Any by now (The game's been good to me)
All, yi haffa forget fi we won! Every time

I'm just a young black male
Cursed since my birth
Had to turn to crack sales
If worse come to worse
Headed for them packed jails
Or maybe it's a hearse
My only way to stack mail
Is out here doin' dirt
My decisions do or die
Been hustlin' since junior high
No time for askin' why, gettin' high
Gettin' mine put away my nine
'cause these times call for four-five shells
'Cause life is hell, and everybody dies
What about these niggas I despise
Them loud talkin', cowards shootin'
Guns into crowds, jeopardizin' lives
Shoot 'em right between them niggas' eyes
It's time to realize
Follow the rules or follow
Them fools that die
Everybody's tryin' to make the news
Niggas confused
Quit tryin' to be an OG and pay your dues
If you choose to apply yourself
Go with the grain then
Come into riches and the bitches and the fame
Heavy in the game

(Game's been good to me) boy, ya nah bitch!
Major that's true we look good every time
When we at Beers Diamond
And 2Pac drives vintage car
(Game's been good to me)
And fi them frame them look good, oh no?
This whole world ya call on
Gonna mass on a face
For any, section of bumba ras claat, oh!
(I don't care what it did to them)
(The game's been good to me) flush it! oh!
Nobody wan come test me ya know
True them we a drive pretty car
Wanna no part of any ting
And now you wan come drown a gun
But ya see we know
You haffa show I'm maximum respect
For when a blood clat run or
When a pussy walk up we look good every time
'Nough dollars, dollars!
Ya know about dollars, them right?
But we nah talk no shit
We haffa walk de walk for we a talk, see it?
'Cause action, action speak louder dan words
You n who the record partner
Don't blood claat ting at, ALL