It's Not a Game

[Intro: Donnie Cash] House Gang... get right or get left Yeah... yo, yo [Donnie Cash] Yo, they never catch Cash flippin' or catch Cash diggin' In his stash, for his last, while these fag hags listen I, cash that cooking, I fast like, put it in the bag Flip the crack til that fag ass listen, if Cash need cash fast, listen, it's so bad It's no mag, when I let the mack blast hit him Then I'mma make a black bag fit him And casket every cat I catch with it, like I bag fast with 'em And you can feel a back draft with him I empty the clip, but don't trip, but you can catch tags with him I'm glad that they mad, cats flipped them The black make that ass dash with 'em, or that ass grasp for them I pass like, gas in a Jag', flap drippin' And with stash in the dash, leave his fag ass limpin' Stagged cause he bagged that shitting I'd rather have the last laugh rather then ever to laugh with him [Hook 2X: Suga Bang Bang] You think it's a game, until I'm back again I said we hittin' you up, and now you lay it down Say, it's not a game, when I come around Niggas in them black trucks, rolling with the mack tucked [P.C.] I go harder when the pressure's on, think of the mess I cause Will go from beefing and arguing til a weapon's drawn I'mma be the one who set it off, you who I'mma set it on Drippin' on that thang with a steady arm I'm never scared, stay very calm, move And I shoot through the roof, of your coupe til ya head is gone You know I always got that magnum I with I'll have you 'one-two steppin' like Ciara and Missy I blackout off a stack of that stiffy And spit line after line after line, ain't no baggin' when with me I'm bout by business, big chips, warn these niggas Or I'mma have to wreck something like a car collision [Hook 2X] [Inspectah Deck] I kick the raw shit, get chips from grippin' the cordless My broads flip, wicked like Halle in Swordfish With long fifths, long dicks smacking the back side Willie Dynamite style, mashing the black five Attract fly dimes, do I, come and see me like I got something two-for-five, dude is live Dick rider move aside, do or die C.S.I. on the scene when them rugers fly Pusher-pusher man stay with the work, still playing the dirt With two guns up, spraying the verse Been flames since the day of my birth Still flame til I lay in the earth, on my way in the hearse I'mma a modern day Langston Hughes, my slang rules In the land, where the vets get banged and bruised Bottom line I'mma say and'a do, throw the dice off the wall Get right, snatch the bank and move My time now, I paid my dues, I represent My environment, House Gang, waive ya tools My time now, I paid my dues, I reprsent My environment, House Gang, waive ya tools [Hook 2X]