Games - Frankie Cutlass

[Featuring Roc City O] 
Hook: 
Games people play (I wanna know) 
Games people play (why the brothers be playin' them games) 
Verse 1: 
Here comes the man of the hour 
Never catch me fuckin' with cowards 
Rock men from Thug Life to High Powered 
Blazin' trees Chinese chicks to Lebanize 
Across seas me and Big Frank be pickin' up keys 
Sieze the opportunity to freeze MCs 
Recognize who be gettin' that cheese please 
I see you watchin' me like Whitenour 
You gettin' power 
Chickens gassin' you thinkin' your clique is as big as ours 
Long time no beef on the streets 
Ain't nothing sweet I still walk around packin' heat 
You pose no threat you get yourself soakin' wet 
Vibes from the mac and the tech 
And what we be doin' chumps uptown we call them push ups 
Pushed about a thousand grills shit is real (yeah) 
I leave no evidence cat's ain't been heard from ever since 
And officer, those ain't my fingerprints 
Down low I'm scary slide to the back of this 
City-O cash flow is miraculous 
Mark what I say somebodys got to pay 
My clique walk around sick like Doc Holiday 
Hook (x2) 
Niggas got a lot of games 
Verse 2: 
A-yo blaze something quick 
So recognize who ya fuckin' with 
I'm gettin' bricks runnin' with Colombians 
While you punk motherfuckers starve on a block 
I'm drivin' around spots gettin' mad props 
Fuck standin' on the ave gettin' cash (what?) 
That's all in the past I graduated fromt he class (yeah) 
Every thug get a chance to be the man 
I got mines and now this nigga's pissin' in they pants (ha ha) 
They scared to death they know it's real here 
I murder nigg