X Priest X - The game - 2073493 lyrics

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X Priest X - The game - 2073493 lyrics

(feat. Ras Kaas) Oh so you a k**er now? What part of the game is that? O so you a thug? What part of the game is that? So you sold mad d**? O so y'all gangsters now? What part of the game is that? [k**ah Priest] First of all everybody can't mc Second of all, y'all all sound wack to me Third y'all sound like a group of wannabes Either it's 2Pac or another B.I.G Here's the truth for you rappers, be your self But y'all scared to do that, 'cause won't see no wealth Matter of fact when y'all leave the ring leave those belts I ain't gonna stop till every word is felt See most of y'all cats never bust no gats And most of y'all cats never sold no crack And most of y'all cats better thank God for rap Cause most of y'all left the hood and can't come back Believe that, n***as ain't trying to see no plaques Specially if your pockets are fat and theirs is flat n***as like an applause, ever heard of gun clap Ever heard that click clack, rat a tat tat Damn money what part of the game is that? So y'all gangsters now? What part of the game is that? O so now y'all thugs? What part of the game is that? O you sold mad d**? What part of the game is that? O so you k**ers now? What part of the game is that? O you gangsters? What part of the game is that? You gotta be something What part of the game is that? O you a hustler? What part of the game is that? See a lot of y'all cats never been upstate So why you getting mad and all bent out of shape Gangster rap? Come on y'all was on roller skates And now ya trying to blow up on the next man's mistake I've been broke too long to let a n***a rob me Be up in your lobby, at least 5 deep Creep in your crib and pop 5 in your sheet Pop another one n***a trying to rob me We ride in these streets, survive in these streets n***as get high, n***as die in the streets f** that, I roll up on the side of your jeep In the range asking for change, hiding my heat Get smart, I let one fly through your seat Through your heart, leave a n***a lying beneath 2000 who wanna side with the Priest And I'm lounging all my n***as playing for keeps Chorus: Oh so you Biggie now? What part of the game is that? Nah you think you Pac? What part of the game is that? Oh you a warlord now? What part of the game is that? Hey yo Ras tell em What part of the game is that? [Ras Ka**] I'm live evil, I know live people Anxious to bang you wit heavy metal like Magneto Now who really on some gangster sh**? Not every n***a with a stomach tattoo, bandanna and a click homey You ain't dope just 'cause you sniff it, or lace ya blunt with it That just makes you a wack rapper and a drug addict, get it These n***as rhyme like they AK spray sh** Sell a ki of yay sh**, gotta ride, homicide, every single day sh** Get smacked in the streets by some real n***a who don't play sh** Hit the pavement screaming it's just entertainment And that ain't it, life s**s like fumigation My obligation, expose all you funny bunnies Rappers acting slash fudge packing for the money 'Cause next week if the new fad was hip hop f*gs You'll find a lot of these thug n***as in drag, believe that Oh so you a thug? What part of the game is that? Nah you a gangster What part of the game is that? Oh now you a k**er What part of the game is that? Oh now you a warlord What part of the game is that? I can't get no money? What part of the game is that?