Muscle Game (feat. Mark Curry & Mario Winans)

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Black Rob F/ Mark Curry, Mario Winans
 Miscellaneous
 Muscle Game
 Yeah
 Uhh, uh oh, startin to feel this, startin to feel it
 Yo who these cats think they is, takin they biz
 That's roun here, yo dog don't even go there
 This is ours, we built this from the ground on up
 Now it's flowers, I think you besta round on up
 Your entourage, slim chance of y'all gettin large
 It's non-cipher, that's because B.R.'s in charge
 It's set here, cats is known for gettin whet here
 And left here, till the cops come pick us up...
 Step in a territory that's corrupt, pushin your luck
 Intrudin wishes is already sowed up, nigga fold up
 You and your crew and peoples will get slain
 This aint the place to try and gain fame from
 You gets burnt in the streets a nigga worked hard to make
 And I'll be damned if I let another brother take it
 Alive for his own sake, they better vacate
 Promptly, for they get they ass stomped
 Listen take heed to what we sayin niggas
 We won't lie, sometimes we stick em up
 Last time it was enough though word life some hoes did em up
 And nine glocks set em up
 I know it was your dough, cuz I was right there when they split it up
 I could tell you where to find the corpse
 But that cheddar, I'm afraid dog that's gone forever
 Greed for wealth got us stingy, we got a spot that's hot
 Niggas envy, the fact that we clock mad dough
 They wanna see us shut down but no
 I don't think so, the crew is still rakin the cash flow
 For every dime bag sold on this block we want in
 One slug behind the back it's under the skin
 When niggas try to step to the block and bogard
 We can't see it happenin, warn them first, get the fuck out of Dodge
 Better believe that, test it, see if we won't put you on your back
 Niggas
 Now bein that it's all out war, I'm bringin more than that 4-4
 Watch me dispose of all yall
 Yall fraud ass niggas, tape me reboard ass niggas
 Gun bigger than sword ass niggas
 Now enter in the ring gun drawn, makin moves like pawns
 Two at a time, comin for mine
 Like a song nigga CBS, he cant' be serious finesse
 He don't believe I keep a gun in the vest
 You think you can disgrace this empire, we built from scratch
 You stupid, I wouldn't care how ruthless your crew is
 We got defense on this area, try to attack
 Mad niggas on the barriers that's dyin of blast back
 They be no givin and no takin, definitely no breakin
 Laws we lay down, here's the situation
 Severe torture is what those who don't feel us face
 I show no love for a punk ass nigga we hate
 Try to pay me no bribe, then come up missin
 Happens to hard headed niggas when they don't listen
 I gave you fair warnin bout the danger you're messin with
 A stranger invadin the street corners are goners
 Try me, if you think it's a lie, the attitude many niggas had
 But in the process many die
 Fakin they can step to the block and bogard
 And couldn't see it happenin, warned em first get the fuck outta Dodge
 

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Duration
04:35
Key
8
Tempo
91 BPM

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