(Game's been good to me) (I don't care what it did to them the game's been good to me) Oh, you tink life is yours? Life ain't no something you can rap with Ooh come no ordinary game The game no something you can rap with Me's a player you know? I do not, play in no game Me just, make money, dollars, every time seen? 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 nigga trying to make a living These buster tricks don't want no mail They spending they riches on skinless bitches Who'll stay petrified in jail It's hell, plus all the dealers want a meal ticket Jealous-ass bitches, player-hating but we still kick it Always keep my eyes on the prize, watch the police Seen so much murder, neighborhoods getting no sleep But still, I get my money on major, continuously Communicating through my pager, niggas 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 nothing popping 'bout no work nigga, I ain't no joke Fuck what they say and get your dough nigga Heavy in the game (Game's been good to me) Who the bumba clat him a come try take mine? Oh, me see you rushin' up (Game's been good to me) I throw I'm blood claat P.M. to A.M. All, all the bumba come ya take dis ting For ya take dis ting for joke? (I don't care what it did to them the game's been good to me) Oh! Dat's right Well lemme shoot some of this how heavy type of shit, Certain niggas wanna stick to the game, yousea trick to the game Waiting upon your turn, so when will you learn? Ain't no turns given, niggas be twisting and taking shit Putting they sack down, then putting 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 nigga meaning buy yo' own dope 'Cause that front shit is punk shit, something I never funked with Be true to this game and this game will be true to you That's real shit, disrespect, see what this here do to you That jacking and robbing, despising your homie Ain't healthy, niggas be ending up dead 'fore they get wealthy But not me though, I'm sewing something major So what I reap is boss, that's why my public status is floss Went from a, young nigga living residential To a, young nigga working presidential (Game's been good to me) Me nigga Tu-pac always look good You know that's true I'm look good every time Ooh, pussy war? Step up (Game's been good to me) Can yi know I'm serving up blood claat Playing yi fucking games Ooh, we take game, we won! (I don't care what it did to them the game's been good to me) Any by now, all, yi haffa forget fi we won! Every time 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 doing dirt Made my decisions do or die, been hustling since junior high No time for asking why, getting high, getting mine Put away my nine, cause these times call for four-five sales 'Cause life is hell and everybody dies What about these niggas I despise, them loud talking cowards Shooting guns into crowds, jeopardizing lives Shoot em right between them niggas eyes, it's time to realize Follow the rules or follow them fools that die Everybody's trying to make the news, niggas confused Quit trying 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 bitches and the fame Heavy in the game (Game's been good to me) Boy, ya nah bitch! Major that's true we look good every time When we at Beers Diamond And Tupac drives vintage car (Game's been good to me) And fi them frame them look good, oh no? This whole world ya call on Gonna mass on a face (I don't care what it did to them the game's been good to me) For any, section of bumba ras claat, oh! Flush it! Oh! Nobody wan come test me ya know True them 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 I'm maximum respect For when a blood clat run or when a pussy walk up We look good every time 'Nough dollars, dollars! Ya know about dollars Them right? But we nah talk no shit We haffa walk de walk for we a talk, see it? 'Cause action, action speak louder dan words You know the record! Don't blood claat ting at ALL