Just A Part Of The Game (Feat. I.C.H.)

Текст песни Sinister - Just A Part Of The Game (Feat. I.C.H.)

Just A Part Of The game Lyrics[Verse 1: Sinister]
Times getting hard
And my pockets stay flat
Maybe I can end that by hittin' a couple of jacks
A couple jacks won't hurt
I get a gat, a ski mask and put in work
The first jack, everything went smooth
The second jack didn't get much, but that was cool
The third jack shit got way outta hand
It seems the victim got bold, and the shit had hit the fan
I pulled out a gat, he pulled out a knife
He thought his money was worth more than his own punk ass life
The fool refused to give up his cash
And I was forced to blast on his stupid ass
When I first started out, it was a 211
Something went wrong, and now it's a 187
I wonder what happened
It seems I’m wanted for murder because I felt like jackin’
I went on a Joy Ride, committing a homicide
Now I got life ? for leading a life of crime
I went out the window with a bang
But it ain’t no thang
It’s just a part of the game
[Hook: I.C.H.]
(It’s just a part of the game)
When a ballin’ ass nigga gets jacked for his cocaine
(It’s just a part of the game)
When 5-0 gaffle and put your ass in the pen man
(It’s just a part of the game)
If you get caught slippin’ and catch a bullet in your membrane
(It’s just a part of the game)
Living in the Ghetto drive a motherfucker insane

[Verse 2: Pook]
I’m on a mission and my mission is to retaliate
I’m rollin’ with Sinister because my nigga shoot straight
Spotted a fool, we bust a U and then we gun them down:
Rat-a-tat-tat, boom-boom, that was the gun sound
We smoke the (break?) (brave?), now let’s see if we can get away
‘Cause two counts of murder and a nigga equals all day
I bust a left and a right, I heard my tire pop
I looked to my mirror - oh shit! The motherfuckin’ cops
Damn, they comin’ up fast so they can do us
We jumped out of the car and we struck, like we was called Lewis
Over a fence, and hit an alleyway
Sin got the 9, but I tripped and dropped the AK
And that’s case number 3, that’s if they catch me
Somehow we both splitted up while we was runnin’, G
I’m on the house, and breathin’ hard
I’m tryna avoid end up back up on a prison yard
The next thing you know, I’ve been attacked by a K-9 dog bitin’ chunks out of a nigga’s back
(?) and beat like I was King
I wish I was Sinister, because he got away clean
But it ain’t no thang, it’s just the (breaks), man
Livin’ in the ghetto, it’s just a part of the game
[Hook: I.C.H.]
(It’s just a part of the game)
When a ballin’ ass nigga gets jacked for his cocaine
(It’s just a part of the game)
When 5-0 gaffle and put your ass in the pen man
(It’s just a part of the game)
If you get caught slippin’ and catch a bullet in your membrane
(It’s just a part of the game)
Living in the Ghetto drive a motherfucker insane

[Verse 3: Ratt]
AIn’t got nothing to lose, I’m on the rampage
A mugshot of a G on the front page
The headline reads:
Another dirty rat gets away with the keys
Authority hates me
Lookin’ for a scape-proof prison that can place me
They wanna put a show leash on my black ass
Maybe Pelican Bay or Alcatraz
A black Noriega, a saple wear, Pendleton, khakis and a pager
Wearin’ a crown - kingpin of the fuckin’ town
But what goes up must come down
Most likely the murder
But the cops are pinning me with shit I never heard of
Every thing I work for, back (five?)
I lost my Benz, my Lexus and my ? (Wife?)
And my money went to the blood-suckin’ lawyers
All I had was my naked pictures of La Toya
I hit rock bottom fast
Now all my cash is just a memory of the past
Like a ? man, all my shit went down the drain
That’s just a part of the game1