2pac feat Richie Rich Heavy In The Game Lyrics

feat. Richie Rich)

{all parts with Lady Levi speaking are strictly best guess}

*1 [Eboni Foster] Game's been good to me
*2 [Eboni Foster] I don't care what it did to them
The game's been good to me

[Lady Levi]
Oh, you tink life is yours?
Life ain't na somethin you can rap with
Ooh come na ordinary game
Da game na somethin you can rap with
Me's a player you know?
I do not, play in no game
Me just, make money, dollars, everytime seen?

Verse One: 2Pac

Now how can I explain how this game laced, 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 n____ tryin to make a livin
These busta tricks don't want no mail
They spendin they riches on skanless b____es
who'll stay petrified in jail
It's hell, plus all the dealers want a meal ticket
Jealous-a__ b____es, playa-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, n____z know me
Don't have no homies cause they jealous, I hustle solo
Cause when I'm broke I got no time for the fellas, listen
Ain't nothin poppin 'bout no work n____, I ain't no joke
f___ what they say and get your dough n____
Heavy in the game *1

[Lady Levi]
Who da b__ba claat him a come try take mine?
Oooh, me see you rushin up *1
I throw 'im blood claat P.M. to A.M.
All, all da b__ba come ya take dis ting
for ya take dis ting for joke? *2
Oh! Dat's right

Verse Two: Richie Rich

Well lemme shoot some of this how heavy type of s___..
Certain n____z wanna stick to the game, yousea trick to the game
Waitin upon your turn, so when will you learn?
Ain't no turns given, n____z be twistin and takin s___
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 yo' own n____ meanin buy yo' own dope
Cause that front s___ is punk s___, somethin I never funked with
Be true to this game and this game will be true to you
That's real s___; disrespect, see what this here do to you
That jackin and robbin, despisin your homie
ain't healthy, n____z 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 n____ livin residential
to a, young n____ workin presidential *1

[Lady Levi]
Me n____ Tu-pac ALWAYS look good
You know that's true 'im look good every time
Ooh, p____ war? Step up *1
Can yi know I'm servin up blood claat
playin yi f___in games
Ooh, we take game, we WON *2
Any by now, all, yi haffa forget fi we WON
Everytime

Verse Three: 2Pac

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
Made 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 sales
cause life is hell and everybody dies
What about these n____z I despise -- them loud talkin cowards
shootin guns into crowds, jeapordizin lives
Shoot em right between them n____z eyes, it's time to realize
follow the rules or follow them fools that die
Everybody's tryin to make the news, n____z confused
Quit tryin to be an O.G. and pay your dues
If you choose to apply yourself, go with the grain
and come the riches and the b____es and the fame
Heavy in the game *1

[Lady Levi]
Boy, ya nah b____!
Major that's true we look good everytime
when we at Beers Diamond
and Tupac drives vintage car *1
And fi dem frame dem look good, oh no?
This whole world ya call on
gonna mass on a face *2
For any, section of b__ba ras claat, oh!
Flush it! .. Oh!
Nobody wan come test me y'know
true dem 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 'im MAXIMUM respect
for when a blood claat run or when a p____ walk up
we look good everytime
Nuff dollars, DOLLARS
Y'know about dollars dem right?
But we nah talk no s___
We haffa walk de walk for we a talk, see it?
Cause action, action speak louder dan words
You know da record!
Don't blood claat ting at ALL

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