Loyal To The Game

[ti:Loyal To The Game (Bonus)] [ar:2Pac] [al:Forever Ballin'] [offset:0] [00:00.59]Loyal To The Game (Bonus) - 2Pac [00:02.22]Now I've got to ask on a nigga's ass tell me will they blast me [00:08.10]I think of an alias in case these crooked bitches

Yeah nigga, yo Pac, that's right Yo, I heard you got beat up by the police Got a big fat lawsuit and everything, yeah Niggaz just wanna know If your still gonna be on some crooked ass nigga shit Please tell me what's a nigga to do and it's true Ain't

"Don't You Trust Me?" I ain't got time for this man I'm out You should stop for awhile you will find me standing by (Don't you trust me?) Over here at the side of your life (Not that I don't trust you) You spend all your hours just rushing aroun

[Verse 1: 2Pac] See, it ain't easy bein' me Life as a celebrity is less than heavily I got these fakes and these back-stabbers chasin' me around And it's always drama Whevever I wanna get around Mama told me Long before I ever came up Gotta be true,

(Intro x5) Maybe its the thug in me (verse 1) Ever since I was a young scrub I was a thug on the corner with my niggaz slangin drugs Im runnin from the narcs when they pass by dont ask why Im a hustler till my ass die Even if I do come up I be ready

Scott Storch Hey, why'd you slang crack? I had to Why'd you slang crack? 'Cause I had to Why'd you slang crack? 'Cause I had to A nigga gotta pay the fuckin' rent Crazy, I gotta look at what you gave me You claimin' I'ma criminal when you the one tha

Uhh, hit em with a little ghetto gospel [Hook: Elton John] Those who wish to follow me (My ghetto gospel) I welcome with my hands And the red sun sinks at last Into the hills of gold And peace to this young warrior Without the sound of guns [Verse 1]

"The Uppercut" (feat. E.D.I. and Young Noble of the Outlawz) [Intro: Tupac Talking] I wanted to bring back that reality, nobody can ever be confused and think I'm fuckin Mike Tyson and I'm the heavyweight champion, I'm a little nigga, thats why

(Intro: Tupac Talking) Oh, I posted bail? I'm out this motherfucker? I can go? Oh, fuck y'all eh, fuck the judge Fuck the motherfuckin' district attourney and the prosecutor (fuck you!) And fuck you motherfuckers in the jury box (fuck you!) Fuck all

So what I wanna do, hopefully is... I wanna be, uhm not I wannabe I am Tupac Shakur! Tupac! 2005! Guess who's back- G-G-Guess who's back G-G-Guess who's back- G-G-Guess who's back Everywhere I see, a soulja a soulja Everywhere I see, a soulja like me

HAHA Thug for life nigga Can't you read the signs? ay fuck it man (Whatchu doin?) Mobbin' like a motherfucker stuck Can you put your middle finger out the window gettin' fucked off - liquor Get loaded can't control it Nigga pass me the blunt and let

Hennessey {Obie Trice} Ha ha, yeah {Tupac} Nigga fuck that Gin and Juice (Hennessy) Just Pour a nigga a glass Hennessy, that dark shit (That's right) {Obie Trice} Hey pour me some of that too baby They wanna know who's my role model It's in the brown

Yeah, nigga, fuck that gin and juice (Hennessey) Just pour me a glass of that dark shit That's right Ay, pour me some of that too, baby They wanna knows my role model, it's in a brown bottle Yo, what's our motherfuckin' motto, nigga? Hennessey They w