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refrain fades away --
Like fools we are caught in the game

Caught in the game,
Caught in the game again --
Caught in the game,
Caught in the game
love.
Next thing u know im hugged up wit this bitch in tha tub.
Palm Springs, Al Capone's Suite washin her feet.
Is this love? somebody's wife fuckin
The pressure of pride once again
(He) calls himself a social orphan
Caught up in the game
(He) sees himself a social orphan
Caught up in the thrill
my steelo with or without the airplay
I keep some E&J, sitting bent up in the stairway
Or either on the corner betting Grants with the celo champs
the airplay
I keep some E&J, sittin bent up in the stairway
Or either on the corner bettin Grants with the celo champs
Laughin at baseheads, tryin to sell
my steelo with or without the airplay
I keep some E&J, sitting bent up in the stairway
Or either on the corner betting Grants with the celo champs
the airplay
I keep some E&J, sittin bent up in the stairway
Or either on the corner bettin Grants with the celo champs
Laughin at baseheads, tryin to sell
just don't fall in love.
Next thing you know I'm hugged up wit this b**** in tha tub.

Palm Springs, Al Capone's Sweat washin' her feet.
Is this
He's always G'd up, from head to toe
My memories as a young nigga
Always got it blown like Al Capone
Young nigga
He's the downest G I've ever known
Yea, yea, yea
Grown ups in between, chil'ren and babies
Right about now its yo boy, ya heard, back again D-J Mannie
Fre' fresh err fresh, fre'
I keep some E&J, sittin bent up in the stairway 
 Or either on the corner bettin Grants with the celo champs 
 Laughin at baseheads, tryin to sell
Mind games, never change
And it's tearin' her apart

Mind games, mind games
How were they to know that
They were caught up in this game
That hurts
For room and for board
And the backdoor key is a 
19th century civil war sword
Once owned by John Booth
Who misplaced his script 
When he caught
allySouthern
CaliHi-Power riders in this tankBangin
ShanksSlappin' fools up in this gangsta
RapWho's got your backCause your arm was full of
(?)Mr. Capone
thang
And it ain't no rules when you in this game

There's ten laws to the game nigga be raised by 'em all
Get ya respect on at all times nigga hustle
(Mike Will made it)
I'm in the club, high off purp', with some shades on
Tatted up, mini skirt, with my J's on

(In the club, high on purp' with some
E&J, sittin' bent up in the stairway
Or either on the corner bettin' Grants with the CeloChamps
Laughin' at baseheads, tryin to sell some broken amps
shorty by my side
Gallang so nuh bag a noise (Nuh bag a noise)
Burn up I'll pop and hit them by surprise
You better not move, when I say freeze
Because
young, caught up with a bad bitch
I took my time, learned the game, I had to have the shit

Don't hate the player nigga, hate the game 
Don't hate
no ne'er brought up in rap
And I don't usually trip or dare get caught up in that
But when they say one of the best, I'm nowhere thought of as that
what a satisfaction
Shoot laughin' slug caught up in the chest gaspin'
Nigga blanked out chopped before he start rappin'

[Hook:]
[Khadafi:]
Bustin off the guns wit the silencers
Word New york new york big city of dreams
Comin from queens, where we don't get caught up in between
Wit
the hood
When I chills with them, we be up to no good
Hittin skins, makin ends
Loungin with my friends in my fat BM
Whether Uptown in the Boogie Down
sentence on my head but man
The chances that you take up in this yankee ass game
But fuck it just let me ride like a (??)
Although I know one day I'll die
I
know it well.
You just keep on playin' when all the bets are down.

Roulette roulette you're goin' round in a spin,
Caught up in a game you just