Cutthroat Game

Lyrics

[Verse 1] All this time I been, strategizing my uprising When you motherfuckers thought I fell off, but I'm still ridin' Niggas must've forgotten who got the gangsta shit poppin' N.W.A, Too Short, Spice 1, and 2Pac And fuck you niggas rappin' wack shit, you dodgin' the game I keep two little twin Glocks, bring you the pain We can bust wit' these pistols or throw up from the shoulders 'Cause you mark-ass niggas can't fuck wit' old school soldiers Back in the day in 80 trey, young niggas was slangin' boulders And spot and spit gangsta rhythms and poetry colder Then the average motherfucker, man, you niggas is suckas Kissin' the record company ass when all they gon' do is fuck us Givin' up ya points and publishin', man, don't act like no bitch Nigga, it's art and you the artist, be down for ya shit Nigga, it's hard, gut you the hardest, be down for ya name 'Cause it's a mo-motherfuckin' cu-cu-cutthroat game [Chorus 2x] I'm standin' in the path of a hurricane Livin' on the edge of a razor, man I'm tryin' to keep it crackin', but it ain't the same 'Cause the game so cutthroat, Cutthroat [Verse 2] Excuse me, lil' nigga, what the fuck did you say? I been platinum since '91 from Japan to the East Bay Fuck what he say or she say I got ridahs from Susanville to niggas up in Chino pressin' replay Gangsta walker, professional shit talker Spendin' rap money from '89, call me the time baller This ghetto baller wasn't puttin' hands on you solos Fuck you up on the mic and put slugs through ya car, though First, you dumb motherfucker, then you the motherfucker Then you some motherfucker, again, fuck all you suckas My first album went gold wit' nobody but me on it One of the first gangsta rappers wit' a plaque rollin' weed on it Glocks and pistols on the album cover Pointin' heat in my videos, callin' my enemies suckas I was 16 wit' hustler's dreams From bein' a ballin'-ass rapper, take some cream [Chorus 2x] [Verse 3] I ain't sayin' you smoke crack, but you actin' kinda crackish If you ain't knowin 'bout Bossalini that gangsta mackish Fuck the Taliban, nigga, it was the Caliban Then Cali got scared of the gangsta shit we was sayin' Doin' and livin', breathin', eatin', and shittin' Ebonic spittin', niggas dumber than fo' spittin' West Coast thug shit to the fullest, it's automatic If it's drama, then we comin' 3 deep, that's how we at it I ain't sayin' you smoke crack, but you actin' kinda crackish If you ain't knowin' 'bout Bossalini that gangsta mackish I'm still gettin' fan mail from Switzerland, Spain And I'm 'bout to drop some more thug shit in the game Remember record company Rule #4080? Watch ya back 'cause motherfuckers is shady By the way, don't let these industry motherfuckers get up in ya brain 'Cause it's a mo-motherfuckin' cu-cutthroat game [Chorus 7x]