LOYAL TO THE GAME
Now I ve got to askon a nigga s asstell me will they blast me?
I think of an alias in case these crooked bitches ask me
Nowit s gettin crazy after darkthese narcs
be like tryin to shut me down but I m too smart
Now picture me scared of the penitentiary
I ve been movin these things since the days of elementary
Now tell me what you need when you see me
I m stackin G sbuyin all the things on TVbelieve me
I got some killas on my payrolland they know
When it s time to handle businessnigga lay low
Although I m youngI m still comin up
I m gettin paidpullin raises on niggas when they runnin up
The first to pull a strap when there s drama
Bustayou ain t heard?
I ve been slicin motherfuckerss since I lost my momma
There ain t a cop that can stop me
My posse is cockedGand they don t quit until they drop me
I m loyal to the game
Chorus
[Treach
Without no doubt I ain t no slouch and it ain t time to back down
So I jumps in and try to stop-a and watch-a
Slap you cock-eyed like Popeye fucks spinach
Forgotten more shit than most crews ever knowor ever knew
Was born with 7 flows and only heaven knew
For beat the boot sexthe news breaksthe you shakes
Worsethey heard we got more nerve than a 2-fake
Yoo-hoo to you crew and you too so you knew
I m from Jersey and I m a teen so your block more than you do
Whose the new crew?
Show me your neck brothaand here s another
Smack your mother s mamma s mother
In the first mob of all those other crack lovers
Back was bitch-asstrick asscluk-clow-cluk-clow
How ya like me thenhow ya like mehey-hohow ya like me now?
Owpowhurtdon t it? Bowbowdon t run up on it
The same thing minus "P" hangin possies like an exponent
Oh yesrock in slumsya gots to run it
It makes no sense to smell like shit
If old ass George could be Washing-tons
Chorus
[Riddler
Now I be loyal to my niggas on the blocksjust buckin the shots
And packin the glocks
and dodgin the copsand takin over niggas spots
Poppin after poppin the fools be droppinthe hoes be hoppin
On my thing cause it hangs like the nets from Above the Rim
You lookin grimis it me or him or him
Or be with mewe be together
So what s up? We can do whatever
Cause real niggas stick together
Till they make it up to heaven
Through the stressthrough the hellthrough the 1-8-7
The shorter the niggathe bigga the trigga
The deeper they dig the ditch-a
The Naughty the Treach
then through to the Pac I brings the glock I wets up
You fuckin bodyI m likeOh my Gody
Did I really shoot him? Yo I shot him
So got himnow I puts the crime behind me
And finds mea place to lays my head low
I lives doin my rapbut I dies for my hood row
So all you fuckin fools better recognizeand know my fuckin name
I be Riddler to my niggas and I m loyal to the game
[Chorus
Now I ve got to askon a nigga s asstell me will they blast me?
I think of an alias in case these crooked bitches ask me
Nowit s gettin crazy after darkthese narcs
be like tryin to shut me down but I m too smart
Now picture me scared of the penitentiary
I ve been movin these things since the days of elementary
Now tell me what you need when you see me
I m stackin G sbuyin all the things on TVbelieve me
I got some killas on my payrolland they know
When it s time to handle businessnigga lay low
Although I m youngI m still comin up
I m gettin paidpullin raises on niggas when they runnin up
The first to pull a strap when there s drama
Bustayou ain t heard?
I ve been slicin motherfuckerss since I lost my momma
There ain t a cop that can stop me
My posse is cockedGand they don t quit until they drop me
I m loyal to the game
Chorus
[Treach
Without no doubt I ain t no slouch and it ain t time to back down
So I jumps in and try to stop-a and watch-a
Slap you cock-eyed like Popeye fucks spinach
Forgotten more shit than most crews ever knowor ever knew
Was born with 7 flows and only heaven knew
For beat the boot sexthe news breaksthe you shakes
Worsethey heard we got more nerve than a 2-fake
Yoo-hoo to you crew and you too so you knew
I m from Jersey and I m a teen so your block more than you do
Whose the new crew?
Show me your neck brothaand here s another
Smack your mother s mamma s mother
In the first mob of all those other crack lovers
Back was bitch-asstrick asscluk-clow-cluk-clow
How ya like me thenhow ya like mehey-hohow ya like me now?
Owpowhurtdon t it? Bowbowdon t run up on it
The same thing minus "P" hangin possies like an exponent
Oh yesrock in slumsya gots to run it
It makes no sense to smell like shit
If old ass George could be Washing-tons
Chorus
[Riddler
Now I be loyal to my niggas on the blocksjust buckin the shots
And packin the glocks
and dodgin the copsand takin over niggas spots
Poppin after poppin the fools be droppinthe hoes be hoppin
On my thing cause it hangs like the nets from Above the Rim
You lookin grimis it me or him or him
Or be with mewe be together
So what s up? We can do whatever
Cause real niggas stick together
Till they make it up to heaven
Through the stressthrough the hellthrough the 1-8-7
The shorter the niggathe bigga the trigga
The deeper they dig the ditch-a
The Naughty the Treach
then through to the Pac I brings the glock I wets up
You fuckin bodyI m likeOh my Gody
Did I really shoot him? Yo I shot him
So got himnow I puts the crime behind me
And finds mea place to lays my head low
I lives doin my rapbut I dies for my hood row
So all you fuckin fools better recognizeand know my fuckin name
I be Riddler to my niggas and I m loyal to the game
[Chorus
