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5150 - Games People Play lyrics
[Intro] Hello this is Pacific Bell with a called call from... Ryan D. oh, that's my homeboy if you accept the charge press 1 now hey Rhino on the phone ya'll If not hang up yeah, I accept for operator assistance... oh, ok hold on please stay on the line Which one? I push 1 thank you for using Pacific Bell no problem bitch oh, what's up blood? yeah this is Ryan D. man yeah you know where am at up here with my boy Tac they got my boy G up in max any how where in here writing some lyrics about what where going through you know, it's kind of heavy but... yo this is on my mind man but I want you to check this out man check it out [Verse 1] I'm living in the ghetto selling dope is the only thing I know penny petty jobs never helped buy a 5.0 I know I'm living wrong every day I pray the lord to give me the strength and courage to take care of my wife and kids I'm only 23 but I feel like 46 try to be responsible I gotta feed my kids system on my back no matter how I try to fight It's really plain and simple black is bad and good is white the life I'm forced to live or should I say the life I lead It's to materialistic and my goals are fuelled by greed but looking back in time I really cant be blame because it's sad In school I seen the white kids with everything I wish I had a big and happy home a mother and a father should' it stayed in school but the streets say why bother so I'm on the corner shooting dice into the late night trying to make my money hope ing soon to live a normal life but things are looking bad rollers sweet me everyday so when I'm in my house I write my raps and hope it pays my mother tried to worn me what comes around goes around selling dope to brothers is bringing my own people down deep down I know she's right but maybe soon ill make her proud making legal money with my music while I move the crowd but now I gotta struggle day by night and night by day stuck with all these problems and these games people play word [Talking] Yeah you know what I'm saying blood I'm just... that's just something I wrote man a little something (Background Voice)* *hey man why you passing the phone to him dude shit out my mind for shit I don't know anyways-old blood *fuck no dude, no dude no my boy Tac he hitting it you know my boy got some shit too man *come on man, hurry up he wrote some dope shit I want you to check this out man he got it going on you know *I let you guy's use the phone for the last time check it out thou Tac bust that shit [Verse 2] I'll never happened to me that's what I always said now I'm locked down 50 thou that's for bail I think I'm going to spend it If I sit here any longer Its gonna make me kill one of these redneck motherfuckers the day before court thinking hard about my rights am I gonna fight or plied guilty the drug site the judge will plead me close like I shot a cop but I got cough with rocks but the judge just won't stop my nerves is at their ends I just really, really wanna go home I promise to get a job go to school and leave drugs alone but he aint going for it In other words kissing ass well he rally tells me like my daddy gonna ship my ass up the fucking river In a bloody body bag *body bag(laughs) with the rest of the black trash looking for his white ass now a nigga is stuck in the dope move situation sentence by this race nation go on a longer case and I really don't know how the fuck I should feel Is like I'm on a slave boat getting shipped to prison Ville niggas getting months [Chorus] Repeat 6x Niggas getting months for doing petty crimes [Talking] Dam word you know what I'm saying, I a I I, I know where the man is coming from you know he turn, he aint bullshitting cause you know the way they're doing brothers down there this aint right you know what I'm saying but you know I aint getting into all that yo check this out [Verse 3] My baby needs some food his sister needs a winter coat so I'm on the streets forced again to sell dope already cough a case did my time but now I'm back again tried to get a job but a felon really can't win so when I'm on the block must be smart I can't be dumb now I refused the be the one doing time in Quinton lock down my gat is got my back my mind it's got my future try to interfere well the fact is I might shoot you don't want to be a killer but my instinct gives a bad type wont even acetate to wipe away a cops life some times I want to cry but a man will never shed a tear I fight with my emotions but I never fight fear the game is getting rough the stakes are getting higher who ever said is not must be dumb and just a liar cause brothers got it real tough dying every day a mist of life and problems *hey fool wheres your whole passé? what up dude and these games people play word *ok fool [Outro] Well you know hey, hey... man I hope... you know that's just some tight shit we wrote *how long till lunch any how thou man *hey, ok check this out umm I'm about to get out the phone *hey dude this fool is over here sweating me for the phone hey man you about to get your turn just wait *where they at? my boy said... my boy Tac said be cool wish me luck in court tomorrow aight you know I'll tell G what's up if I see him ya'll be cool now peace |
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