Lyrics:
make sure to calculate
That 16 stops using DC subway, uh
The picture’s painted now let’s cut to the chase
Her son has been based in DYRS
Because
Swimsuits with green bags
I'm on the corner with my butt up, sellin you product
Women puttin theyself in positions to get cut up
Hook:
Up out'cha guts,
I love that dollar sign
Praying for all of my niggas we live the life of crime
Big racks no pay cuts aye
For that bag you know I'm pushing up aye aye
learned his style in a while
Ran to his beats 16minutes mile
Like em’s recovery rose from an addiction
Present in b.y self-realisation
Welcome to my house
Verse
1. Being broke, is not funny, that's a hard life
2. Knock the hustle, by Jay-Z , change my life
3. He the reason I'm smart, make me think
people ain't no room to breathe
Surrounded by murderous felons, drinks and bags of weed
I swing at ya and get fly with the M-I
I'm automatic trample in
your hand
Nick Jonas do a play for a band
Smoking dope Gott 8th in my rib
Penthouse by god where I live
At night I could see all 3 bridge
Catching matta
Tie me
Right down
In the cut while I'm smoking with the lights out
Dime piece
White Owl
Cross me out I don't wanna live my life now
One sec
Time out
find it necessary to carry a gun
Hoppin to the beach, with a Jeep
full of chinese cut broads passin by perpetrators
perpetratin frauds, you're
[Intro - Kurupt (Krook)]
Yeah, My Life
Kurupt Young Gotti, Why everybody mad
(The life I live) (Yeah..)
Yeah, Lifes a bitch homie
[Hook - Krook]
Live from the sinning
Die without living
Fucc the other side
I'll die before I give in
My thoughts spinning
Die, my competition
Highway to hell
I
yo' face on a fresh tee sendin' that ass to the morgue
Better be cool if you don't, that's all on you
16 worth a mill my whole clique push dope
the love
Air quotes "Nah I ain't makin' this up," they fake as fuck
I used to hit up all the spots, but now we stay in the cut
Watchin' the girls drink
this for the niggas who lost
They lives and they played hard
You ever experienced that immediate family
Limo ride through the graveyard?
Where you so
love
Choppin' up the re-up... we call that discipleship, ensuring the cycle lives
Our insurance is covered.... death paid for by the one that lives
people's lives like a thief in the night[00:51.43]Livin in the program'n cuts like a knife[00:53.85]The bed you made is ready better hold on tight[00:56.00]I
I’m a pioneer of hip hoppin, sucka eliminating
Dope beat dropping, never hesitating
Hands levitating to the mic control
By the son of Tomasa, though
from where the cut-throats cut coke
Cause school ain't cut it, they cut out the puff smoke
And guess what?
That's who I hang with, so when you speak
grew up listening to Guwop
He would live past 3 shots 2 shots
They be Burning buildings down for a new lot
Murder children on the street by the new
(Life's difficult, death's easy
LOX, nigga, M-O-B-B, what?)
100 shots to the fuckboys, 21 salute to the real Gs
Live by the code, if I couldn't do that
the devil's intentions
Cursed by Satan and blessed by God
Live and let die, rep thy block
Niggers better gimme the respect I want
There’s no love for me in
16 or 11
Sneak diss, I'll drill him in person
Sharp bread come with it, it's curtains
Kick doors if I hear that your serving
Fuck a drive-by, that shit
an dope, wit there noses drove when I focus,
the de-infected brain cells, lay by the thousands,
the music them hittin shown to be known to livin in
an leavin 'em, open an dope, wit there noses drove when I focus,
the de-infected brain cells, lay by the thousands,
the music them hittin shown to be known
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