Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Part Of The Game , by - 50 Cent. Release date: 29.12.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Part Of The Game |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Yeah, yeah |
| I’m a hustler, baby, I’m a hustler, baby (Yeah) |
| I know heartbreaks, setbacks |
| Bitch, if I crap out, I’m sure I’ma get back |
| I been through the ups and downs, you know I get around |
| So to me, it’s all a part of the game (Ah, ah, yeah) |
| If I ain’t the coke man, or the dope man |
| I’m almost for sure man, I gotta take it |
| Don’t need to say shit, I’m gon' take it (Yeah, yeah) |
| Robberies turned homicide, it’s nothin' to play with |
| Make money, make-make, make money |
| When shit hit the fan, we’ll take money, South sid |
| Be with the best of 'm, gun shot at the rest of 'em (Yeah) |
| Checks, I’m collectin' 'em, check, boy, I’m finessin' em (Haha, oh, oh) |
| Bag Supreme, when you fuck around, put a big bag on your head |
| 'Fore the weather break your bag |
| Let’s get to it, they don’t do it like we do it (Nah) |
| Cop it, whip it (Oh, oh), bag it, flip it |
| Re-up, we up, G’d up, whaddup? |
| (Yeah) |
| Money 'round this bitch, still not givin' a fuck (Ayy) |
| When it come to that paper there’ll be no complications (Haha, that’s right) |
| Put a hole in a nigga right in front of you, your heartbeat pacin' |
| And it’s alright, that’s how we do it on this side |
| Niggas get to it on this side (Yeah, yeah) |
| I know heartbreaks, setbacks |
| Bitch, if I crap out, I’m sure I’ma get back |
| I been through the ups and downs, you know I get around |
| So to me, it’s all a part of the game (Ah, ah, yeah) |
| If I ain’t the coke man, or the dope man |
| I’m almost for sure man, I gotta take it |
| Don’t need to say shit, I’m gon' take it (Yeah, yeah) |
| Robberies turned homicide (NLE, the Top Shotta) |
| It’s nothin' to play with (Ayy) |
| It’s all a part of the game, you gotta play your cards right |
| Don’t get caught without the pipe all night, lurkin' on sight |
| Never go without a fight, win or lose, I’m gon' go right |
| Protect your life 'cause I’ll you like you was just a bite |
| Two Cuban links just like I’m Tity Boi, ridin' 'round your city, boy |
| Two-tone boogers up in my face look like a Chip Ahoy |
| More money, more problems, got me feelin' like I’m Diddy, boy (Yeah, yeah) |
| Biggie, boy, now you see why these hoes get jiggy for 'em (Oh, oh) |
| Shotta, post up on his block, I think we won’t allow 'em |
| Might grab that nigga off the lot, we pull 'em in the alley (Yeah, yeah) |
| We need some silence, then press 'em when he start rattlin' (Yeah, yeah) |
| As you drivin', there’ll be hell when you done did a robbery (Yeah, yeah) |
| Not your hoe man, I’m the boss man |
| Not the dope man but I bring the propane |
| He had a scope on it but he hit 'em close range |
| Stormy days but you know we bringin' more rains |
| I know heartbreaks, setbacks (Hey, NLE, Top Shotta, nigga) |
| Bitch, if I crap out, I’m sure I’ma get back |
| I been through the ups and downs, you know I get around (Yeah) |
| So to me, it’s all a part of the game (Brrt, brrt) |
| If I ain’t the coke man, or the dope man (Hey) |
| I’m almost for sure man, I gotta take it |
| Don’t need to say shit, I’m gon' take it (Hey, hey) |
| Robberies turned homicide, it’s nothin' to play with (Hey, hey) |
| Oh, oh |
| Welcome to the South side |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Ooh |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah |
| Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah |