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2Pac ft. Riddler & Treach – Loyal To The Game

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This track was a unnoticed observe from the soundtrack of the film “Above The Rim”. It options Treach from Naughty By Nature Riddler.

Demise Row Information is celebrating its thirtieth anniversary this 12 months. To commemorate three a long time in hip hop, the enduring West Coast record label — which as soon as housed Snoop Dogg, Dr. Dre, 2Pac, Nate Dogg and others — has launched a digital deluxe model of the official soundtrack to Above the Rim.

The soundtrack was the third album released by Death Row Records to achieve no. 1 on Billboard’s R&B/Hip Hop Albums chart.


2Pace ft. Riddler & Treach – Loyal To The Recreation Lyrics:

[Chorus]
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[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Now I’ve acquired job on a n!gga’s ass, inform me, will they blast me?
I consider an alias in case these crooked bitches ask me
Now, it’s gettin’ loopy after darkish, these narcs
Be, like, tryna shut me down, however I’m too sensible
Now image me terrified of the penitentiary
I’ve been movin’ this stuff for the reason that days of elementary
Now tell me what you need while you see me
I’m stackin’ Gs, buyin’ all of the issues on TV, imagine me
I acquired some killas on my payroll and so they know
When it’s time to deal with enterprise, n!gga, lay low
Though I’m younger, I’m nonetheless comin’ up
I’m gettin’ paid, pullin’ razors on n!ggas once they runnin’ up
The primary to tug a strap when there’s drama, busta, you ain’t heard?
I been slicin’ motherfvckers since I misplaced my mama
There ain’t a cop that may cease me
My posse is cock-D and so they don’t stop till they drop me, I’m loyal to the sport

[Chorus]
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[Verse 2: Treach]
With out little question, I ain’t no slouch and it ain’t time to again out, so I jumps in it
Attempt to cease her and watch her, slap you cock-eye like Popeye, fvck spinach (Hahaha)
Forgotten extra shit than most crews ever know or ever knew
Was born with seven flows and solely Heaven knew
For Pete and boots’ sakes, the information break, you then shakes, uh
Worse, they heard we acquired extra nerve than a toothache
Yoo-hoo to you crew and, uh, you too, so that you knew
I’m from Jersey and all my workforce’s in your block greater than you do
Who’s the brand new crew? Present me your neck brotha, and right here’s one other
Smack your mother’s mamma’s mom and the primary mother of all these different crack lovers
Again was bitch-ass, trick-ass, cluck-clow, cluck-clow
How ya like me then, how ya like me, hey-ho, how ya like me now?
Ow, pow, harm, don’t it? Bow, bow, don’t run up on it
The identical factor, mine has been hangin’ possies like an exponent
Oh sure, rock in slums, ya gots to run it
It is not sensible to odor like shit if old-ass George may very well be washing tons

[Chorus]
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[Verse 3: Riddler]
Now I be loyal to my n!ggas on the block, simply buckin’ the pictures and packin’ the Glocks
And dodgin’ the cops, and takin’ over n!ggas spots
Poppin’ after poppin’, the fools be droppin’, the hoes be hoppin’
On my factor ’trigger it hangs just like the nets from Above the Rim
You lookin’ grim, is it me or him or him
Or be with me, we be collectively, so what’s up? We will do no matter
‘Trigger actual n!fuel stick collectively ’til they make it as much as Heaven
By means of the stress, by way of the hell, by way of the 1-8-7
The shorter the n!gga, the bigga the trigga, the deeper they dig the ditch, uh
The Naughty, the Treach, then by way of to the Pac, I brings the Glock, I wets up
You fvckin’ physique, I’m like, “Oh my Gotti
Did I actually shoot him? Yo, I shot him,” so I acquired him, now I places the crime behind me
And finds me a spot to lays my head low
I lives doin’ my rap, however I dies for my hood, bro
So all you fvckin’ fools greatest to acknowledge and know my fvckin’ title
I be Riddler to my n!ggas and I’m loyal to the sport

[Chorus]
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[Outro]
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