Hood Rat Records - Fuct in the Game lyrics

[Verse 1: Felony] Since the day if I make it, it was maybe if I make it Couldn't take it, never mistaking, grab it, break it I'm thinking, I was only one that had to do break Since I'm f**ed in the game, who was the one to blame? Nobody f**s with me, a true Watt's G Smoking weed, drinking Hennessy Let the n***as that hang out, let the bullets rain out Keeping up with the hood for a day in the same route Kicking my n***as don't pay for sh**, drunk when the G's hit n***as looking up stupid going out for a punk b**h Watching my back, so many punks duck cause they will jump f** a n***a twice in the face, smoke a fat blunt Never did wanted to be one, stuck dealing c**aine pain Things never change, f**ed in the game [Hook: Natasha Walker] f**ed in the game, where do I go (f**ed in the game) f**ed in the game, things never change [Verse 2: D-Dope] Reminisce all the days of back, growing up in the hood Young riders had to learn what they could On the streets, basically the game call survival You knew the other gangs cause they all was your rival And n***as from your set was your only friend Real n***as from the start, real n***as till the end Serving rocks on late nights, running from the cops Stay a strap with your Glock, if your down for your block Never stop gang banging, just another gangster Many n***as lost their lives as a young Watt's Not a stranger to the smell of a smoking chamber Dropping rounds when you feel that your life's endanger Creep slowly on the n***as from the other side My homies be strapping because they be knowing about that homicide Will I make just to see another sun rise? But nevertheless, put on your vest, that's where your heart lies Always chilling with my n***as, representing for the clique Dedope walks solo, n***as f**ed with this In the gang, it's the tricksters, n***as be coming shooting n***as died on the east, rest in peace, 6-4 [Hook: Natasha Walker] f**ed in the game, where do I go f**ed in the game, cause things never change [Verse 3: D-Dope & Felony] It's just the way some sh** when down on the east when I was younger How the world be so f**ed up? It only makes you wonder Continuing through life to get off and I keep getting young punks get smoke weed, the n***as ain't down for dope sh** Fill the pain on the east living the life as G My n***as gone forever, however resting in peace What's G to all the n***as that I knew back in the day The only way that Dedope did is survive is to strive with game How can I get a grip, I need to make an end quick Now that I got a strap, I need to hit I can deal with To the game keep my brain on focus Taking it from a real G, kick this sh** the dopest Hope was that my n***as as we move Hustling for survival, running from the police So what I did was break everyday it's the same, damn game On the east, things never change f**ed in the game [Hook: Natasha Walker] f**ed in the game, where do I go f**ed in the game, things never change