| Song | Muscle Game |
| Artist | Black Rob |
| Artist | Mario Winans |
| Artist | Mark Curry |
| Album | Life Story |
| 作词 : Curry, Ross, Winans | |
| featuring Mark Curry & Mario Winans | |
| Yeah | |
| Uhh, uh oh, startin to feel this, startin to feel it | |
| [Black Rob] | |
| Yo who these cats think they is, takin they biz | |
| That's roun here, yo dog don't even go there | |
| This is ours, we built this from the ground on up | |
| Now it's flowers, I think you besta round on up | |
| Your entourage, slim chance of y'all gettin large | |
| It's non-cipher, that's because B.R.'s in charge | |
| It's set here, cats is known for gettin whet here | |
| And left here, till the cops come pick us up... | |
| [Mark Curry] | |
| Step in a territory that's corrupt, pushin your luck | |
| Intrudin wishes is already sowed up, nigga fold up | |
| You and your crew and peoples will get slain | |
| This aint the place to try and gain fame from | |
| You gets burnt in the streets a nigga worked hard to make | |
| And I'll be damned if I let another brother take it | |
| Alive for his own sake, they better vacate | |
| Promptly, for they get they ass stomped | |
| Listen take heed to what we sayin niggas | |
| CHORUS | |
| [Black Rob] | |
| We won't lie, sometimes we stick em up | |
| Last time it was enough though word life some hoes did em up | |
| And nine glocks set em up | |
| I know it was your dough, cuz I was right there when they split it up | |
| I could tell you where to find the corpse | |
| But that cheddar, I'm afraid dog that's gone forever | |
| [Mark Curry] | |
| Greed for wealth got us stingy, we got a spot that's hot | |
| Niggas envy, the fact that we clock mad dough | |
| They wanna see us shut down but no | |
| I don't think so, the crew is still rakin the cash flow | |
| For every dime bag sold on this block we want in | |
| One slug behind the back it's under the skin | |
| When niggas try to step to the block and bogard | |
| We can't see it happenin, warn them first, get the **** out of Dodge | |
| Better believe that, test it, see if we won't put you on your back | |
| Niggas | |
| CHORUS | |
| [Black Rob] | |
| Now bein that it's all out war, I'm bringin more than that 4-4 | |
| Watch me dispose of all yall | |
| Yall fraud ass niggas, tape me reboard ass niggas | |
| Gun bigger than sword ass niggas | |
| Now enter in the ring gun drawn, makin moves like pawns | |
| Two at a time, comin for mine | |
| Like a song nigga CBS, he cant' be serious finesse | |
| He don't believe I keep a gun in the vest | |
| [Mark Curry] | |
| You think you can disgrace this empire, we built from scratch | |
| You stupid, I wouldn't care how ruthless your crew is | |
| We got defense on this area, try to attack | |
| Mad niggas on the barriers that's dyin of blast back | |
| They be no givin and no takin, definitely no breakin | |
| Laws we lay down, here's the situation | |
| Severe torture is what those who don't feel us face | |
| I show no love for a punk ass nigga we hate | |
| Try to pay me no bribe, then come up missin | |
| Happens to hard headed niggas when they don't listen | |
| I gave you fair warnin bout the danger you're messin with | |
| A stranger invadin the street corners are goners | |
| Try me, if you think it's a lie, the attitude many niggas had | |
| But in the process many die | |
| Fakin they can step to the block and bogard | |
| And couldn't see it happenin, warned em first get the **** outta Dodge | |
| CHORUS |
| zuò cí : Curry, Ross, Winans | |
| featuring Mark Curry Mario Winans | |
| Yeah | |
| Uhh, uh oh, startin to feel this, startin to feel it | |
| Black Rob | |
| Yo who these cats think they is, takin they biz | |
| That' s roun here, yo dog don' t even go there | |
| This is ours, we built this from the ground on up | |
| Now it' s flowers, I think you besta round on up | |
| Your entourage, slim chance of y' all gettin large | |
| It' s noncipher, that' s because B. R.' s in charge | |
| It' s set here, cats is known for gettin whet here | |
| And left here, till the cops come pick us up... | |
| Mark Curry | |
| Step in a territory that' s corrupt, pushin your luck | |
| Intrudin wishes is already sowed up, nigga fold up | |
| You and your crew and peoples will get slain | |
| This aint the place to try and gain fame from | |
| You gets burnt in the streets a nigga worked hard to make | |
| And I' ll be damned if I let another brother take it | |
| Alive for his own sake, they better vacate | |
| Promptly, for they get they ass stomped | |
| Listen take heed to what we sayin niggas | |
| CHORUS | |
| Black Rob | |
| We won' t lie, sometimes we stick em up | |
| Last time it was enough though word life some hoes did em up | |
| And nine glocks set em up | |
| I know it was your dough, cuz I was right there when they split it up | |
| I could tell you where to find the corpse | |
| But that cheddar, I' m afraid dog that' s gone forever | |
| Mark Curry | |
| Greed for wealth got us stingy, we got a spot that' s hot | |
| Niggas envy, the fact that we clock mad dough | |
| They wanna see us shut down but no | |
| I don' t think so, the crew is still rakin the cash flow | |
| For every dime bag sold on this block we want in | |
| One slug behind the back it' s under the skin | |
| When niggas try to step to the block and bogard | |
| We can' t see it happenin, warn them first, get the out of Dodge | |
| Better believe that, test it, see if we won' t put you on your back | |
| Niggas | |
| CHORUS | |
| Black Rob | |
| Now bein that it' s all out war, I' m bringin more than that 44 | |
| Watch me dispose of all yall | |
| Yall fraud ass niggas, tape me reboard ass niggas | |
| Gun bigger than sword ass niggas | |
| Now enter in the ring gun drawn, makin moves like pawns | |
| Two at a time, comin for mine | |
| Like a song nigga CBS, he cant' be serious finesse | |
| He don' t believe I keep a gun in the vest | |
| Mark Curry | |
| You think you can disgrace this empire, we built from scratch | |
| You stupid, I wouldn' t care how ruthless your crew is | |
| We got defense on this area, try to attack | |
| Mad niggas on the barriers that' s dyin of blast back | |
| They be no givin and no takin, definitely no breakin | |
| Laws we lay down, here' s the situation | |
| Severe torture is what those who don' t feel us face | |
| I show no love for a punk ass nigga we hate | |
| Try to pay me no bribe, then come up missin | |
| Happens to hard headed niggas when they don' t listen | |
| I gave you fair warnin bout the danger you' re messin with | |
| A stranger invadin the street corners are goners | |
| Try me, if you think it' s a lie, the attitude many niggas had | |
| But in the process many die | |
| Fakin they can step to the block and bogard | |
| And couldn' t see it happenin, warned em first get the outta Dodge | |
| CHORUS |