I'm loyal to the game [2Pac] Now I've got to ask, on a nigga's ass, tell me will they blast me? I think of an alias in case these crooked bitches ask me Now, it's gettin crazy after dark, these NARC's 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's, buyin all the things on TV, believe me I got some killers on my payroll, and they know When it's time to handle business, nigga lay low Although I'm young, I'm still comin up I'm gettin paid, pullin razors on niggaz when they runnin up The first to pull a strap when there's drama - busta you ain't heard? I've been slicin motherfuckers since I lost my mama There ain't a cop that can stop me My posse is cock D, and they don't quit until they drop me I'm loyal to the game [Chorus: 50 Cent] I do my thang, respect my hustle, I ain't playin -- nigga I'm loyal to the game You get in my way and I'll cock and pop that thang -- man, I'm loyal to the game If you know what I know then you know I ain't playin -- I'm loyal to the game Nigga get in my way and I'll blow out yo' brain [Young Buck] Posessed by the streets, you cain't tell me that this ain't home I can't eat if the rest of this shit ain't gone I'm gettin used to the needles on the bathroom sink Gotta close my do' because the backroom stinks See daddy don't work and, mama don't drink but daddy do dope and, mama can't think so Look like, I'ma be the man of the house Gotta have somethin to put in her hand when it's out Up early in the mornin, the first to get it They say if you really want it, then come on with it Sacrifice my life for this ice and these cars And I only spend 30 days behind bars I ain't never had a job but my rent got paid I handled any beef that they sent my way So send me to the pen but you know I won't change It's thug in my veins, I'm loyal to the game [Chorus] [Lloyd Banks] Yeah, it ain't my fault I came up fast And you're the name niggaz bring up last And all the dames get a king of ass, ten grand on every ring I flash Leap frog, and I'ma have to fling yo' ass I'm on the block where it's scorchin hot If you get caught in the crossfire, they'll have to peel you off the block I get 'dro by the pickle jar These broke niggaz wanna get the star, so I don't keep the four-nickel far My lips are zipped, I'm loyal to the game Bring your bitch around me, I'm spoilin her brain Leave more slugs to boil in your frame Cause you got rocks and they got aluminum foil for a chain The paint's the same color as oil in the Range I'm stingy, ain't got nuttin for you but some change, yeah I'm good now but the fact still remains that the struggle that I'm from's attached to my name [Chorus] [2Pac] Heh, yeah, 2Pac's in this motherfucker G-Unit in the motherfuckin house