I was a hustlin-ass nigga, straight lovin the game

Always meant to be a playa, put the 'luv' in my name

Surrounded by niggaz I was soakin it from 

That put the mouthpiece on my English that was broken and dumb

Got me cooled in a swimming pool, in motion like a big old ocean

Highways to a billion, trippin off my next million

Rich like a Sicilian but chillin like a fuckin villain

It's on, ready and willin for 94 to make a killin

Flip a pint of that Hennessy cognac

And a fat sack of that North Bay comeback

Ain't this a bitch, I never thought that it would be like this

Life of a hustler, the brights of the filthy rich

A nigga's guilty quick if he starts rippin shit

I ain't your dopeman, cassettes is all you copy with

Slangin tapes and gettin bent, this is how we represent

And if you're lookin counterfeit, fools might ask what set you're with

But back up in the Bay they don't play off of what you wearin

Niggas trip off silly shit, like hoes and other niggas starin

Forever strugglin, too much to be jugglin

Your boy's on the run g, forever hustlin



"Just a playa with some g-a-m-e"



It'll never quit, every day the same old shit

The dreams of gettin rich and no one left to share it with

Cause life is like a major bitch, livin on this razor, kid

Blowin up was hella sick, even though what them pagers did

Had to finally see the pen, wishin for some dank and gin

Got the game twisted and got me up in missin prints

But now I'm on the block again, think I'm sellin rocks again?

Hell no, I'm slingin them lyrical intoxicants

They try to make this game illegal

Cause I rap strapped with a Desert Eagle

Wanna play me out like Bugsy Sigel

Another plan to see through rap, let all the pranksters rap

And when the real niggaz rap, call the shit gangsta rap

The shit is kinda sick to me, how did I get addicted g?

Shouldn'ta touched the d, now it's all about my family

Ball or die, nigga, is my m.o., I got my money on the razor

Cause major labels wouldn't listen to my demo

Stay away from shobs, pray to god it'll never stop

Stayin on my toes till a young muthafucka pop

Quit smokin week when a nigga quit strugglin

But I'll never give the game up, forever hustlin



"Just a playa with some g-a-m-e"



That girl is my 24 ho, what you don't know

It's Candy, but better than blow

It feels good in your hand like a pistol grip

And have you jumpin all around like Chrystal Meth

You feel dizzy as fuck, like off the Hymen brew

Got you geekin off the very first line or two

Now you're sprung off the tongue, it'll never quit

Got them young niggaz o.g.'in on this playa shit

Now I'm back on the track, fool, I'm ready

A joint full bomb, call me Big Eddie Spaghetti

Cause I'm movin much weight to the one stops, it's all musical

Costs you a ten pop to get the usual

Game that starts with the letter G

Had to stop freestylin cause these styles ain't free

And that's real, sworn struggler, dank smuggler

Entrepreneur, big ballin-ass hustler



And the game don't stop, man

Link Crew, nigga