It's Not A Game Lyrics - Noreaga

(noreaga) 

This ain't no game man 

A lot of people look from the outside from in 

Thinking that it's easy man 

You know what I'm saying, not realizing we work too 

You know what I mean, we working everyday hard 

Getting our hands dirty just like y'all 

But y'all think y'all better 

(musolini) 

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo 

I pledge allegiance to money, weed, jewels, hoes, and big guns 

While you dealing in crumbs and stacking funds 

Squeezing the ones, so jealous sons have em speaking in tongues 

Headed for these slums, screaming at the top they lungs 

Bitch made cats, find em wherever you at 

Your man in you face will stab you in the back 

Life's a bitch, so rub up and fuck it 

You live your life, you gotta love it 

Six double o, used to whip a bucket 

Left the strip cause niggaz like five seven tips 

Hood of lose lips, iced my necklace to my wrists 

Long with the stones on my fists 

Niggaz hating me, cause I got chips 

Left the hood rich 

Nutin but diamond dis, head from a bitch 

In the back of a thugged out whip 

Why not shit 

Devilish, your crabs ain't shit 

Mad at this, certain gentle wrist 

(chorus: maze) 

It's not a game nigga 

Me move in and move out 

Most niggaz try to follow the route 

But they can't see what we see 

Thugged out like wherever we be 

M-a-z-e, n.o.r.e., musolini 

(noreaga) 

Now that's that shit that I'm talking about and shit 

Same niggaz that you fucking wit 

Fucking wit them cats that you don't fuck wit 

Whatcha supposed to do? 

Both of them are part of the crew 

Can't choose side (true) 

I don't know, I don't like to go that road 

If that's your click, I suggest that you stay wit them yo 

While say break up to make up 

I say stick together God until y'all cake up 

Bitches meet me at the crown plaza 

On they period, it don't matter 

I'm in the head something serious 

It ain't a game god, yo it never was 

I get super high, while y'all niggaz get a buzz 

My associates that I use to sit and chill wit 

Now it's only family I like to deal wit 

That I like to build wit 

Get high, hold steal wit 

So let's do this, all my niggaz run through this 

(chorus) 

(maze) 

The money attitudes the cay in 

To many snakes in the way 

A getting paid playing laid-back on my days in 

I want to enter fortune but which way in 

Wit out getting lost in a storm 

My pen pages reflect maze 

Why steps from his h on, shades beyond the grave 

Golden braids hang from my physical 

Bitched scare me 

Move mystical enchanting branson weed at me 

I'm like fan of b 

Vanish from the scene in a blur 

But barely seen, clearly heard in my action 

And act civil, my palm sizzle from the heat in my hand 

We're in your land like a hard drizzle 

To reach my pinnacle is minimal 

Sinister style, thugged out, nigga sending you foul 

(chorus)