Master P Never Ending Game Lyrics

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All y'all gangster n____s
Y'all m_________ing gangsta b____es out there (the dope game)
I'm a let y'all know something (welcome to the dope game)
Something that'll never end, this s___ is going on like f___ing numbers
Black on black crime, n____ 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 loogies
We packing heat, 32 round clips, my automatic uzi
But I look into the eyes and I stare, I see death
g______ thinking "the f___?", it could be me
My little homie on the ground crying
I'm thinking I'm gone, Oh my lord
My little homie Tony'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 m_________er
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 n____ 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____, it's the temple of doom
I mean the ghetto, cause it's wicked
Most n____s out there in the hood, trying to get a chicken
But never even seen a bird
They die for that cain and that weed and they water
And they to f___ing high, to see the enemy
n____s that pretend to be, fools don't come close to me
Your best friend will kill you
I'm from that 3rd Ward, Caliope 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
Thats happening in my hood m_________ers
Cause everybody study capping in this
Everyday, all day n____s dying, mothers crying
But y'all n____s ain't realizing that the hood is murder
Find your a__ in a 6 inch gurder
Cause n____s banging like Charlie Chan
You'd better pack a piece n____
And welcome to the never ending game

The never ending game, (the dope game) the never ending game
Will I die up in my sleep, or die on these streets
Cause the ghetto ain't no joke
n____s 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 m_________ing day another n____ gets smoked
And momma pray it ain't me
But I'm addicted to this dope 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 n____ get some money, I got them gats c___ed n____
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
Thats this my only mission of money
But y'all n____s look at a n____ hustling like its funny
But I got to feed the family
Even though if that take me getting f___ing scandalous G
And I have to hurt s___
Put a n____ 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 rangeless (dangerous)
Don't give a f___, my clique is ready to hang s___
Off the rack, ain't no trap
Just a bunch of m_________ers walking with gats
Through the projects and walky-talkies
Jacking s___ m_________er ungh, thats why they bark
Like dogs, watch a n____ hard
And I be slanging dope like I'm getting paid like Lou Rollins
And the white folks can't stop this
And the Taz can't stop this n____, cause I'm in the hood slanging rocks
Getting paid cause I'm major
And if I die f___ing 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 n____ please, even if I'm dead G
And when I go out, I'm going out with a bang
So f___ what you heard and welcome to the never ending game