The Game Play the Game Lyrics

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[Intro]
You *****s is soldiers man
****in' toy soldiers
Yeah get in line cadet
Aten Hut!

Yayo you punk *** *****.
I know you can't wait to get off house arrest *****.
So you can run the **** outta New York, you ******

[Chorus]
*****s tryna play the game with 50 Cent, 50 Cent, 50 Cent
Why you tryna play the game with 50 Cent, 50 Cent, 50 Cent
Can't play the game with only 50 Cent, 50 Cent, 50 Cent
So why you tryna play the game with only 50 Cent
Come back when you got a couple dollars holla.

[Verse 1]
You gonna need more than 50 Cent to play this game
***** hating on me cause I'm doin my own thang
I ain't Lloyd Banks, *****. I don't share your brain
I was in the fast lane before the G-Unit chain
You was hatin on Ja cause him and Irv went pop
now your *** run around singing the Candy Shop
After 'Westside Story' I took your fans
I sing it for myself that ***** Olivia's a man.
I got word from the wise ***** you dead wrong
stole the real 50's name and wouldn't pay for his headstone
***** got mad when 'How We Do' start climbin
acting like a ***** cause he Got Rich and Stop Tryin'
Got *****s locked up you a snitch in Queens
Told them Touch shot Pac then ratted out Supreme
But on the rizeal I'm talkin about you and me
Toe to toe 5-0 see-E-N-T, ******

Banks is a *****
50 is a *****
Yayo is a *****
Buck is a *****
Olivia's a *****... no Olivia's a man, haha
God damn

[Verse 2]
You reported more names than the evening news
I guess now Reebok making cement shoes
Yayo the only real mutha ****a from the street
You swinging on me like you want 5 heartbeats
Ok. One. Two. Three. Four, flat line
If you say you wrote my **** one more time
You ain't a hood *****, you Got Rich and Stop Tryin
Jimmy scared Chris Lighty and he start lying
Lil' snitch what you know about movin' in silence?
Even NYPD can't deny it
The life of your story is ****in' Vivica
But your baby mama left you cause you couldn't get it up, *****

Yayo went to jail
Banks sold a mil
then Buck sold a mil
then 50 gave a deal
to a ***** named Oliviawhose ******* ain't real
Now they all hiding behind the police shield

[Chorus]
[Outro]
G-G-G-G-you *****s ain't ****, ***** *** *****s
I told you this **** was real, *****
This is Fat Rat *****, mutha ****a
All you get up on there is sing a few hooks
***** you want to claim a *****s fame, *****
You was our Ashanti, you ***** *** *****
What the **** is you talkin about you wrote something *****
The Real is the real, *****
Black Wallstreet, *****
The Black Wallstreet, *****
Gonna tell your ***** *** *****
I ain't gunna get up on this mic and play them games, *****
I told my ***** lemme get that last 16, *****
I'm Rapping right now, *****
But I'm spitting it real *****
You know who I'm talkin to *****
50, *****
***** *** *****
Black Wallstreet, *****
Brasil and Wimelton
What block you on, *****?
We'll be there!
What block you on?
Scary *** *****
**** this **** man
*****s woke me up with that bullshit, *****