Same Team, No Games Songtext / Lyric

(stratched) let the games begin

(Guru talking) part 2 ok i just go whenever i feel like? ok lets go






do the knowledge to the master building blowing a split

the new millinium, hirem a biff

i gotta watch what i say to you niggas in my conversation

cause this shit aint really passed the statue of limitation

the streets still holla about strong i am

niggas i hurt still holla bout wrong i am

as a little nigga slow baking soda and coke

had me amazed how my steady hand kept it afloat

let it sit cool and harden hit the set

cool and heartless in front of the store projects

as long as i made a profit i see you eyeing me

your fires cant diary

filled with pages of episodes of shying me

nah believe me im a hammer for hire

hit your ass so close that you coat will catch fire

dog the stakes is dire

im no liar

hold a court in the street b

cause i got priors



same team, no games

keep chicks that blow brains

rappers rock soul train

the corners rocking dope game

got no shaaaame

trying to build these figures

headquarters left aint gone he still with us

not in the physical the way he once lived

i can see him will big l, pun, pac and big

watching the kid like hell shig the waist over

and hail that ether blow out and take over

im the truth

give you booth and your video shoot

pull those camerons on you

while them cameras on you

how you love that?

dont wanna bump with stats

so pull your head up

dont make me call crumb up

its the militia

ya niggas dont know bout i

got me heated frustrated bout to blow my high

me and penz blazing

rave got the gauge razing

sick of talking about a niggas aim on my waist man



united we stand together

down for whatever

divided we get at you from all angles

gangstarr for bare

then why he saying same team no games

love is love man one and the same

funny style niggas act strange

going against the grain

dont wanna see us on top of our thing

we adapt to change

fame, fortune, and material gain

flow stay natural unrestrained

let me explain

niggas dont get it til you set it aflame

subject em to pain

make em respect the name you said you repped

connect you claim

stay ready to bang

steps ahead of competetors

just to test your aim

each dead you wreck say

splat and dead your brain

my foundation bust gats

splat and dead your brain

fuck with mine SPLAT

and ill take your chain

i play for keeps and i came to win



yo im the jerry rice to this

much to nice to quit

and just so you know

we never liked you kid

cause you aint never wanna laet niggas eat

so im gonna convene with my team

before i gotta let the trigga speak

cause now a days

yall niggas are carbon copies

yall bars are sloppy

still its hard to stop me

especially when i connect with my man

rep with my fans

we taking back the rest of our land

and we dont really care if they say your the shit

they playing your hits

we bout to make our way in this bitch

and lastly if you take your ass to the next season

in a flash take your stupid as out

give me the next reason

flip while my peoples here

spit while my people here

time for me to get rich with my people here

cut off a snakes head

then we break bread

same team no games

you on the ground trying to fake dead