2Pac – Heavy in the Game ft Eboni Foster, Lady Levi & Richie Rich

Heavy in the Game is another hypnotizing song created by a talented rapper, Tupac Shakur featuring Eboni Foster, Lady Levi & Richie Rich.

This intriguing record which appeared as Track 07 on his top charting album project called “Me Against the World” was officially released on 14 March 1995.

We would like you to add this undeniable hit song to your playlist, you won’t regret it yuh.

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LYRICS

[Lady Levi:]

Oh, you Thug Life is yours?

Life ain’t no something you can rap with

Ooh come no ordinary game

The game no something you can rap with

Me’s a player you know?

I do not, play in no game

Me just, make money, dollars.

Every time, seen?

 

[2Pac:]

Now how can I explain how this game laced me, plus with this fame

I got enemies do anything to break me, my attitude changed

Got to the point where I was driven, twenty-four/seven

Money’s my mission, just a nigga tryin’ to make a livin’

These busta tricks don’t want no mail

They spendin’ they riches on skanless bitches, who’ll stay petrified in jail

It’s hell, plus all the dealers want a meal ticket

Jealous-ass bitches, player-hatin’ but we still kick it

Always keep my eyes on the prize, watch the police

Seen so much murder, neighborhoods gettin’ no sleep

But still, I get my money on major, continuously

Communicatin’ through my pager, niggas know me

Don’t have no homies since they jealous, I hustle solo

‘Cause when I’m broke I got no time for the fellas listen

Ain’t nothin’ poppin’ ’bout no broke nigga, I ain’t no joke

Fuck what they say and get your dough nigga

Heavy in the game

 

[Ad-libs — Lady Levi (Eboni Foster):]

(Game’s been good to me)

Who the bumba clat him a come try take mine?

Oh, me see you rushin’ up (Game’s been good to me)

I throw I’m blood claat P.M. to A.M

All, all the bumba come ya take dis ting

For ya take dis ting for joke?

Oh, that’s right (I don’t care what it did to them

The game’s been good to me)

 

[Richie Rich:]

(Well let me shoot some of this how heavy type of shit)

Certain niggas wanna stick to the game, you’s a trick to the game

Waitin’ upon your turn, son when will you learn?

Ain’t no turns given, niggas be twistin’ and takin’ shit

Puttin’ they sack down, then puttin’ they mack down

Me myself I hustle with finesse yes I’m an Oakland baller

Rule number one — check game, and fo’ sho’ you gon’ respect game

Be your own nigga meanin’ buy your own dope

Cause that front shit is punk shit, something I never funked with

Be true to this game and this game will be true to you

That’s real shit; disrespect, see what this here do to you

That jackin’ and robbin’, despisin’ your homie

Ain’t healthy, niggas be endin’ up dead ‘fore they get wealthy

But not me though, I’m sewin’ somethin’ major

So what I reap is boss — that’s why my public status is floss

Went from a, young nigga livin’ residential

To a, young nigga workin’ presidential

 

[Ad-libs — Lady Levi (Eboni Foster):]

(Game’s been good to me)

Me nigga Tu-pac ALWAYS look good

You know that’s true I’m look good every time

Ooh, pussy war? Step up (Game’s been good to me)

Can yi know I’m serving up blood claat

Playing yi fucking games

Ooh, we take game, we won!

(I don’t care what it did to them)

Any by now

(the game’s been good to me)

All, yi haffa forget fi we won!

Everytime

[2Pac:]

I’m just a young black male, cursed since my birth

Had to turn to crack sales, if worse come to worse

Headed for them packed, jails, or maybe it’s a hearse

My only way to stack mail, is out here doin’ dirt

My decisions do or die, been hustlin’ since junior high

No time for askin’ why, gettin’ high, gettin’ mine

Put away my nine, cause these times call for four-five shells

Cause life is hell, and everybody dies

What about these niggas I despise

Them loud talkin’, cowards shootin’ guns into crowds, jeopardizin’ lives

Shoot ’em right between them niggas’ eyes, it’s time to realize

Follow the rules or follow them fools that die

Everybody’s tryin’ to make the news

Niggas confused, quit tryin’ to be an O.G. and pay your dues

If you choose to apply yourself

Go with the grain then, come into riches and the bitches and the fame

Heavy in the game

 

[Ad-libs — Lady Levi (Eboni Foster):]

(Game’s been good to me)

Boy, ya nah bitch!

Major that’s true we look good everytime

When we at Beers Diamond

And 2Pac drives vintage car (Game’s been good to me)

And fi them frame them look good, oh no?

This whole world ya call on

Gonna mass on a face

For any, section of bumba ras claat, oh!

(I don’t care what it did to them)

( the game’s been good to me)

Flush it! Oh!

Nobody wan come test me ya know

True them we a drive pretty car

Wanna no part of any ting

And now you wan come drown a gun

But ya see we know, you haffa show I’m maximum respect

For when a blood clat run or when a pussy walk up

We look good everytime

‘Nough dollars, dollars!

Ya know about dollars, them right?

But we nah talk no shit

We haffa walk de walk for we a talk, see it?

‘Cause action, action speak louder dan words

You n who the record partner

Don’t blood claat ting at, ALL