You think since you got the dope dropped befo' its stocked rollLike its not cop then blow that’s how the block goNot copped and blown, mo like cock the 4 plus 4 mo equal an 8… that’s for promoWit a game still remain Solo, its in my veins like a choloWood grain with the momoBlock stain with the same photoDrug dealin, blood spillin, thugs mug peelin', this ain't loco8 eternal create a journalYoshua’s commandin' officer he made me colonelIn the inferno with the 4th man, on dark blocksWhere they park drops and spark Glocks until hearts stopPass the clip and smash and dippin'Consumin' flash and trippin' movin' too fast to listenTill he crashed that whip into the center dividaNow sinners decide whether he live or die… dealin' with ridas
Chorus:
Caught upIn the game you wanna be a ballerThe ghetto fame and all the game has to offerWhat do you really gain if you don't know the FatherAnd all the pain it'll cost you
Verse 2a: Elway
You wonder what it would cost/The fast lane, another hustler lostAnd hard times got him itchin ta ball/He know its wrong but he’s caught in the gameRocks with a fiend sparkin' the flame, walks with a cane, and in the hallways something has changedIt's where the tables turn trickyHis brothers in the game ballin' like he mixed with double g and Ken GriffeyNeighborhood MVP sell dope from the dirty south back down to the CPT
Verse 2b: Boogie
WorldWide like a MP3Had cheese dippin' in g’s before we even seen the keysTurned 19, supplied the homies with that light greenLost 'em cuz he thought he had the right teamBut now the feds on himInfra red’s on him for packin' up macaroni in the sack for the homiesCold thang how the game goDropped the change so what I gotta bang fo?Flow and my name grow, caught up
Chorus:
Caught upIn the game you wanna be a ballerThe ghetto fame and all the game has to offerWhat do you really gain if you don't know the fatherAnd all the pain it'll cost you
Verse 3a: Elway
She'd flip like it ain’t funny when it came to moneyTurned 17 and changed her name to HoneySayin ta Sunny- that’s her best friendCollect ends roll a benz on them tight rimsThey all inOnly getting her ball automaticI saw her in the mall getting Honeycomb tattedShe didn’t hesitate to switch upShe hit the strip clubs shakin' for them rich thugsHopin' they tip dubsFirst chasin money now she mixed drugsGot her a stack, left home, now she’s startin' to miss love
Verse 3b: Chilli Chill
Daddy’s kiss and his hugNow she reminisces on her life which wasAnd now she’s a pole dancerBut it’s soul cancerJust like Eve let the serpent romance herGreed, fell for the first trick thought upWasn’t how she was brought upPrayin' cuz she was caught up
Chorus:
Caught upIn the game you wanna be a ballerThe ghetto fame and all the game has to offerWhat do you really gain if you don't know the fatherAnd all the pain it'll cost you
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