Never Ending Game(Explicit) - Master p

Never Ending Game (Explicit) - Master p
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All y'all gangster niggards
Y'all motherf**king gangsta b**ches out there
The d**e game
I'm a let y'all know something
Welcome to the d**e game
Something they'll never end
This sh*t is going on like f**king numbers
Black on black crime
Niggle it go like this here
We live an eye for an eye
You kill me I kill you
My partners kill your partners
And you dead ain't no love on my spot
Me and my partners pushing rocks
Got them 17 round glocks at your a** spitting like loonies
We packing heat 32 round clips
My automatic Uzi
But I look into the eyes and I stare I see death
Goddamn thinking the f**k
It could be me
My little homie on the ground crying
I'm thinking I'm gone oh my lord
My little homie Tonya's dying
Ripped his heart out
He never had a chance to see his life glow
And he never had a chance to see his wife bro
And his little kid is only 8
It ain't about me or you motherf**ker
You gone peep defeat off the tree
Cause you die and you murder
How could you live on the streets
And you never hurt another niggle with a glock G
I'm thinking about tic toc boom
There goes another one
Send him to the moon
Ain't no rocket ship b**ch it's the temple of doom
I mean the ghetto cause it's wicked
Most niggards out there in the hood
Trying to get a chicken
But never even seen a bird
They die for that Cain and that w**d and they water
And they to f**king high to see the enemy
Niggards that pretend to be fools don't come close to me
Your best friend will kill you
I'm from that 3rd ward calliope projects
Where they peel your caps like bananas
Police trying to stand on them
Buildings with them radars and scanners
But they can't stop the murders
That's happening in my hood motherf**kers
Cause everybody study capping in this
Everyday all day niggards dying mothers crying
But y'all niggards ain't realizing that the hood is murder
Find your a** in a 6 inch guider
Cause niggards banging like charlie Chan
You'd better pack a piece niggle
And welcome to the never ending game
The never ending game
Will I die up in my sleep or die on these streets
Cause the ghetto ain't no joke
Niggards in my hood everyday getting smoked
Welcome to the never ending game
Will I die up in my sleep or die on these streets
And the ghetto ain't no joke
Cause every motherf**king day another niggle gets smoked
And momma pray it ain't me
But I'm addicted to this d**e game
Addicted to this green cheese
I be making mail like the mailman
This is for my partners in the hood
Pushing massive Cain ice cream
Through the hood of the projects
Its fiends walking up for bubble ups
You think I'm bout to reject
When a niggle get some money
I got them gates cocked niggle
I ain't living like no dummy
If I die I ain't scared to die
But don't ask me why
Will I retire and give it up realize
That's this my only mission of money
But y'all niggards look at a niggle
Hustling like its funny
But I got to feed the family
Even though if that take me
Getting f**king scandalous G
And I have to hurt sh*t
Put a niggle in the dirt mean putting in work
Lay him down and punch in your time card
Cause you never know when your a** bout to go meet the lord
So I live ruthless reckless
And range less dangerous
Don't give a f**k my clique is ready to hang sh*t
Off the rack ain't no trap
Just a bunch of motherf**kers walking with gates
Through the projects and wally talkies
Jacking sh*t motherf**ker ugh
That's why they bark
Like dogs watch a niggle hard
And I be slabbing d**e like I'm getting paid like Lou Collins
And the white folks can't stop this
And the taz can't stop this niggle
Cause I'm in the hood slabbing rocks
Getting paid cause I'm major
And if I die f**king retire my shoes and hang up my pager
And give 4 G's to my sons and kill my enemies
Y'all can't stop a niggle please even if I'm dead G
And when I go out I'm going out with a bang
So f**k what you heard and welcome to the never ending game
The never ending game
Will I die up in my sleep or die on these streets
Cause the ghetto ain't no joke
niggards in my hood everyday getting smoked
The never ending game
Will I die up in my sleep or die on these streets
And the ghetto ain't no joke
Cause every motherf**king day another niggle gets smoked