Lyrics:
this Letter to B.I.G.
Now Can I Live
My Blood Pressure is rising
Keep the tooly By Your Side
And Show Discipline
Act unruly in the nine
Eleven Darnell
though
Like a ritual sacrifice suffice
If shorty bad got to hit her with the Fabolous Nice
Cause her body like Ferraris on Pilates
And you haters couldn't
Now they gotta live their life out,
In the programme,
Witness protect,
Can’t even answer the phone,
Man,
I seen gangsta nxggas,
Turn into informants,
and fight that
End you quick can’t see where the lights at
I pound some more you gone see the life flash
Start this war I won’t let you get by
First rule
you under my wing
Car expensive, jack a nigga
What they know? I head crack a nigga
Shots fired don't ask a nigga
Gangsta got killed by a rappin' nigga
going in raw and I'm cumming inside
Going in public with her by my side
Showing her off aint no needing to hide
Keeping it G I aint telling no lies
Aint
the right road, 'cause the streets is so cold
You betta take ya life slow or you'll miss it
Listen to da G-Code, if you know what I know,
Then you'll
killer thug Life
Born in the ghetto as a street thug
Labelled as a cop killer
The rules of the street I'm living by
It ain't no rules, so niggas got
robbin' and killin' my own kind, Lord forgive me
blinded by this life of crime, God somebody hear me
since the death of my momma, my life is filled with
and take my life and
God! Do you really want my life then?
[Benzino]
God hit me with the track, Diddy keep it gangsta
When in the city, crime scene, no
the P-O-P-S finna roll ya
see-K all day young motherfuckin' soldier
It's the why-G Gangsta creep that bank ya, fuck Crabs
I break you down without a sound now
Understand that the plan that I view is crucial
Living by the knife, and my life is the usual
That's how we live, take this shank to the rib
And peace the dead
Yeah, this the Shady Records mixtape (yeah)
Invasion, mixed by the Evil Genius (50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo)
G-Unit
This rap shit plays
I let it be known from the jump that this was Christ for life
He put me on with this life and since we bangin I got to get my stripes
Lay in
Ugh now I sound like eeee forty
I'ma holler at this shorty
She a tall board ugh
Gotta bag her if I could
See I'm the man let's get it Understand ugh
the gangsta shit cause im about a dollar
Uhh, tell me
Do we got a problem
Draco ripping holes in ya Gucci, Louie, Prade
War wit you step back in the building
(Spoken by the Gangsta)
Hmmph! A dedication to all them homeboys a
Nd all them homegirls out there that done passed away
Dirty boys dedicate this
was ok)
Life is neva fair
(yea)
I hit the block wit the all black, plus the windows tinted,
Uzi nine mill was concealed by the hoodie linen
(la, la, la
Better think 'bout smoking your mama before you think 'bout smoking me
Riding 'round with hella G-locks don't get smoked provoking me
You might be having
I'll make it on my own yea
Cause we count it, count it up
Live yo life, live it, live it up
Shorty wanna smoke, got the weed aye
Shorty wanna sip, got
robbin' and killin' my own kind, Lord forgive me
blinded by this life of crime, God somebody hear me
since the death of my momma, my life is filled with
rappers getting "Treated Like a Prostitute"
So check the SoundScan
All I wanna be was a G, ha
My whole life, nigga please, ha
Breaking off these
Life is much mo' precious
Than you'll think
Like a game'll make yo chips sink
It's so hard
Hard to trust a smile and face
When niggas got
at homeboy?
Thugs and killas, axes and drug dealas
Now where it's goin' down?
Now where it's at homeboy?
Represent until the day that I die for life boy
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