[00:00.00] A little bit of game is all it takes[00:14.31]A little bit of game goes a long long way [Verse 1][00:32.07]Cuddie I don't sleep much, 'cause when[00:34.11]I close my eyes[00:35.16]I hear cries from my potna's who lost they lives[00:38.25]Visions of bloody brutality's reality[00:41.13]Gotta stay focused and hope it don't affect my salary[00:43.56]Them calories, they keep my pockets fat,[00:45.36]I got to stack a grip[00:46.68]Try not to trip, and keep them gold diggers off my shit[00:49.44]I'm gettin' sick 'cause[00:50.49]I drink 24-7[00:52.14]The way I'm livin' now, if[00:53.55]I die, there's no heaven[00:54.90]Gotta help my potnas in the pen 'cause they livin' broke[00:57.54]This ain't no joke, on parole and[00:59.37]I can't smoke[01:00.33]No sticky indo, roll down the window '[01:02.34]Cause if I breathe[? ] the task is back [? ] like[01:04.77]Nintendo Gotta play the game like a professional[01:08.04]If you ain't having money[01:09.18]I got to let you go[01:10.65]I need to let you know the rules before you [? ][01:13.32]Rule number one potna, never should you pimpatrate[01:16.05]I spit this pimpin' straight and cut no addatives[01:18.72]Just nouns and adjectives, how mad you get don't matter bitch[01:22.38]I'm a player so[01:23.25]I serve the game[01:24.36]Maintain campaign, and have thangs [Chorus x2] [Verse 2 ][01:49.26]Back in '92[01:50.37]I was drowned in them big cases[01:51.87]But now it's '97 and[01:53.25]I'm counting them big faces[01:54.57]I switched places with them sardines and niggas[01:57.00]The [? ] fillet mignon, and garlic bread[01:59.73]A hard head, big heart, and gorilla shit[02:02.58]Got me mobbin' thru the bay like[02:04.02]I don't give a shit[02:05.49]I'm whipped, equipped, and stay dipped in butter sauce[02:08.31]Pill if shes real, no scrill[02:10.17]I cut her off '[02:10.95]Cause fine ass bitches with the empty bank book[02:13.71]Is worse than them ugly mother****ers who can't cook[02:16.44]My game cooked for five years in the feds[02:18.90]Now it's time for these game hungry niggas to get fed[02:21.81]I get bread, so them suckas down me[02:24.54]Smile in my face but clown me when they not around me[02:27.27]Talk down on my every move, but[02:28.89]I could'ntgive a damn[02:30.15]Playas do what they want, and suckas do what they can [Chorus x2] [Verse 3] 7 - 5-70, my[02:56.13]DOB, uhh And[02:57.96]I've been breakin' hoes since '83, what?[03:00.27]Money makers manual, handle my business discretly[03:03.21]Don't give my home phone number out, beep me '[03:05.82]Cause ain't no tellin' who be tellin', or who they tell[03:08.61]And plus I heard that they be sellin' kinfolk the yayo[03:11.34]Boy get your mail, don't act like your lil sista[03:14.25]If you lackin' in this mackin' boy[03:15.81]I bet you fist her[03:16.95]Get some get right as[03:17.85]I come tight to this[03:18.69]Doo Doo Dumb[03:19.50]Track, that cat[03:20.31]K-Lou, knew how to come[03:22.23]With Mac Dre, that 3[03:23.67]C veteran[03:24.54]More game than[03:25.29]March Madness, and **** as exederin[03:27.42]Hit big licks, wouldn't pull no small capers[03:30.30]I'm a be a dog and stay up like wall paper[03:32.97]Look at these break bitches like they stink[03:35.52]Collect my bank and stay sharp as a shank [ Chorus ]