Lyrics:
livin’ like this
For the rest of tonight
No time, no time at-at all we
Got the rest of our lives, so live fast
(live fast) and die young
(die young) , live
could see this
I'll never fall for what I stand for
This year Fernando
We could live today, blood, and die tonight, cous'
Box Chevy hit the block, run
We could fly to Paris, on a Tuesday
Be Butchering the language, by the Louvre
Aggressive instagramming, Sipping champagne
Yeah we could live it
Because everybody fifty cents
From a quarter
Where I come from
Yeah
The streets ain't timid
But I feel at home in it
Gotta see a couple people
I ain't got
bigger
Higher we
Too slow buh sure
Roll it on my bros
Beta live life making money wey we shone the bad things dema talk
Yeah yeah
Everything is by God ?
I need yo two cents and what you thinking
I need yo two cents when we linking
You got a beautiful mind so tell me what is that's desyncing
Need
Fifty cents.
Forty cents.
Thirty cents.
Twenty cents.
No you can't.
Yes I can, yes I can.
anything you can dig, I can dig deeper.
I can dig
Fifty cents.
Forty cents.
Thirty cents.
Twenty cents.
No you can't.
Yes I can, yes I can.
Anything you can dig, I can dig deeper.
I can dig
eating pills just to get me by
I cried a hunnid’ nights fifty times
And why my niggas gotta die, oh so young
Die by the bullet when they live by the gun
you live and you die by the game and you lose
at least you did spend your life tryin to change
[Chorus]
You're thuggin and you love the streets
huggin
even your lawyer, dummy
Big risk, big reward, you wanna live large
You're either talkin' to the sarge or die by the sword
You gon' keep it in
go from here
Where do we go from here
(Take it all you need me)
Nobody gave me nothing
I made fifty of a pack
When I made a hundred
I ran
[Record Stratching]
Alright now here we go
[Drunken Master]
Fifty niggazhbhbh
Fifty niggaz deep
We fifty niggaz deep
We fifty we fifty niggaz deep
New shit, know i do's it
Somethin to groove with
Im useless
Without this music, I swear im clueless
My two cents? Boy a nuisance
You know he ruthless
cashman
When the rain pour
Have ya rain coat
Close to being rich 50 cent from being broke
All black gnights I be talking like the pope
All black lil nigga
the ones who play hard
We live hard
We love hard
We light up the dark!
Hello, wherever you are
Are you dancing on the dance floor or drinking by
this game anymore I wanna keep on jumping around
Watching your booty hit the ground cuz I can do that
And we can go back to where I live and keep it
screamin'.. (Fuck you!)
[Vita]
It's murda murda.. you know it's murda murda
We live it.. we breathe it.. we screamin' murda murda murda
[Ja Rule]
Murder INC.
the dollars sweat for the cents
All when you live for the dead presidents
Verse 2:
You can judge society by who they forgive
By who they let die and by who
thought finally had enough
Fire that's inside cant be stopped by a storm
Why we always thinking we know whats in store
One time for the ones that love me
by a dying code
I'm live a life a legend, ima die a legend
Trap bumping, the drip dripping, we dem niggas
Dem nighas, who bullly nighas who bully
of dimes
Just to pass the time
Living like a Don, mafietic mind state
Hip-hop heads never die
We multiply then dominate
Now I been flowin' since a
Adolescent
Gang bangin' ain't go' never die, as long
As niggaz ain't got nothing we go' be thuggin' forever high
Ain't no more drive by's, niggaz chase you down
We'll go ahead, do your best and find me
Matter of fact, I'll be at your mom's by nine and we'll be fuckin' all night
Disregard the rubber
I'ma pull out
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