Swallowed By the Game-Big Pokey

Swallowed By the Game - Big Pokey (Big Pokey) Before the streets swallow me, I'ma swallow the game Just use your brain, cause you could lose or gain The rules remain the same since day one Live by the gun, die by the gun Got to stain, got to stay move your high to run up Blocks or broad, pounds of marijuana Mayz and chain, so you cop the hummer That was dumb, now you hot as a sauna Putting up numbers like a NFL punter Now it's losses and lots of fed drama Started from hunger, than it switched to greed You slowed your roll, than you switched your speed You cutting my ni**a, and your piss to bleed Your game fed up, cause you kiss to lead The game got you stressed out, hitting the w**d They'd tried to tell you but niggas ain't heat (Chorus) Niggas in the game you better get it together Were the prey, and the streets the predator Every move that you make got you clutching berettas and vendettas Got you caught up in the mix with cheddar Better get it together, cause it's hot Stay on the watch, with something cocked in your crotch Niggas'll plot, drop they top and mop the block With glocks and chops, it gotta stop, but it's not (Big Pokey) The word on the streets, is back at home As soon as he see you, he gone put one in your dome He know where you stay, and you roam alone Feelings is mutual, so you know it's on On the fate of a call, hitting your phone You clutching your chrome, ready to spray like cologne Shots release you hyped up, cocked your piece Let all your pitbulls, off the leash Time to put the plex to sleep You on your roof with heat, aiming at the Lexus jeep Letting your case squeak, thinking a heat But there's a ni**a in your tree Ready to spit, death in the air and you inhaling the sh*t Smelling the sh*t, hit it eleven times and ain't ready to quit When slugs fly, doves cry F**ked up when a dove die (Chorus)