Lyrics:
ain't pretty on the cool
He was ugly as hell that's fucked up
Don't nobody wanna look in his face
They rather end up giving up or
Go sit in the cell
how she be lookin' at my diamonds
Ain't gon' lie that bitch fine ass hell
Ain't gon' lie that bitch like
She makes them birds sing like Patti LaBelle
with me
And so I pull it out my pocket let it rain you see
Now they all in the court room blamin' me
See we ain't live the same life but represent
There ain't too much chance for opportunity
In this town that I live in
And I don't know what I'm gonna do with me
And it's getting hard
that the industry needs me
(Second round!)
I'm opposite of the demon that faces me
I've
Been through hell
Live in the belly of the beast
I
There ain't too much chance for opportunity
In this town that I live in
And I don't know what I'm gonna do with me
And it's getting hard to contend
(Where they at? Let's get 'em!)
With a little bit of taste of the bass to the face
In the place for anybody not payin-on-time
Rather be up in a six
that be runnin on ya track
That's how it's goin down, yeah, it's goin down like that
I gets my thang in action
To live, to love, to see, to learn
Yo!
the music's up loud, man, I jones real bad
Lyric overload in club, in the boat
In Jeep, in America, Tribe goin' mad
Females vibe while my niggas just ride
niggas in a super traps
Man we gotta get it, have it by Sunday
If it ain't by Sunday
We gon' get it Monday
If it ain't by Tuesday
Then it's fucking
ypung nigga
So find you a place, stay on the
Low, sell that shit on the low, stay
The hell out the way, I did it
By myself, had a thing for yourself
You
got no job
Ain't got no money, no place to stay
Ain't got no
Programmed inequity
It's in the nervous system
Listen, watch the words, how they twist 'em
the world
And let's change the world
Everyday the devil at me, and I wish the Lord throw a Hummer at me, I ain't happy
Me and Eazy E in a B-E-N-Z, with
breezies
Jon doin' thangs, now that's so true
And you bad news bitch I
Ain't fuckin' with you
Punk bitch think she real smart
Runnin' that G but talk is
ain't with ya, I'm not okay
If you want my love (yeah)
Come a little bit closer
Don't make me wait (ooh)
Let's make some bad decisions
I want
I'd be in church
I'd say a prayer, I pray I say, I say I shade
They play like God, no play-by-play
We take our charge, we take our place
It'll take
time, let it be a bad bitch sweepin'
That know we get O's like cheerios
That know because they seen us in the videos
That know the day that you play me
this?
Cause now you bump heads with kids that's lifeless
I live by the day only if I survive
The last night, damn right, I ain't tryin' to fight
We can
to myself up and down the streets when both my feet is in old shoes
And all these old dudes talking 'bout "oh,
It ain't that bad, I walked through the snow
in my place
Lately I stay by the line
Just to be standing in your way
I know you're tired of taking
Time off my hands
But I can't help hoping you'll
the music's up loud, man, I jones real bad
Lyric overload in club, in the boat
In Jeep, in America, Tribe goin' mad
Females vibe while my niggas just ride
my head by the sword
For now that I've seen what I need to see
Please take me where I need to be
"What have you learned?" It's better to tell
(Rule number one, niggas die, daily, haha)
Hear me! Boo-yaow!
(Ready for whatever, hell yeah
What type nigga be a Thug Life nigga?
Them Thug Life
he'll be back in a little while
Then she told us how times were tough and about how she was thinkin' of
Bummin' a ride back to where she started
But she
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