Lyrics:
of the party, mm-hmm, that I almost cried, mm-mm
It's the life of the party, to think I could've almost died
Lord, help us
Hey, Miss Donda
You run into my
Said my rules to survive so make sure ya get with it
Cause life of a gangsta is survival of the fittest
[Master P talking]
Yeah Rich man that's cool but
wonder
Put that knife in ya, take a little bit of life from ya
Am I frightening ya? Shall I continue?
I put the gun to ya, I let it sing you a song
I
All I need in this life is some tree and a mic
Say she like what she see wanna see me tonight
Yea exotic my P grab a seat and take flight
Say I got
"Daddy" instead of bein' in wild places
Smokin' fatties, fo' hoes in my Caddy
Each one willin' to have me
Sometimes you want my life, sometimes I want
man ridiculous
Life can be sometimes ridiculous, huh!
Huh, I am so outrageous
I wear my pride on my sleeve like a bracelet
If God had an iPod I'd
Nigga's quite, can't do a thing when I smash down
Claiming you king? Word to God I'ma snatch crown
Put it back on my head, I'm taking it back now
P! Sean
What more can I do?
I give this all to you
I know this much is true
My life
(Look at my life)
(See what I see)
What more can I say to you
You
on the ropes
Keep the head up now, shawty saying wow
Cause she see how I hold my crown
Don't come by if you know you gon' snake hiss
No free rides when you
die by that holy crusader
(Whauuu)
Looking at the moment when I made it
(Woo)
Looking at my momma
I ain't patience
(Nah)
Trying get the money
With
my street life glory in a east side story
I got that Hall of Fame pen game, nigga, ain't shit changed
Still leave you niggas assed out like Ving
to hell
Tortuously, killin' my infidels effortlessly
Want to impede, the P-R-O-P-E-D-E-A-D
Dead 'em, I do it professionally
Assassin's Creed, your
the cops getting dropped by the gunshot
Used to come but he's done, now we run the block
To my brothers stay strong keep your heads up
They know we fed
Orchestrated by chemistry and
Good energy
Nurture it like a nursery
The spirits with the force in me
Using my voice for poetry
P’s and q’s
Late night rendezvous
crushed
Don't you know that life is a mirage
I keep myself sober so my soul is camouflaged
If the devil cannot see me tell me how can he attack me
If he
feel it, every land we hit it from sugar to shy,
adrenaline pumpin, ready to ride, gotta get my guys,
can't waste no time, it's first of my life
Alright, alright this is how it went
I saw her in the woods by herself I had a knife
Perfect opportunity to take another life
Unfortunately I'm fucking
to back up the First Team
It ain't my fault, one nigga got smart
And they rippin' your asshole apart
By takin' your green, oh yeah
The Villain does get
but times done change
I done change my life, but still trapped in the game
A young thug nigga hustlin' full of hennesey
Mama said P keep yah eyes on yah
to fly)
Let her give you head and shit
When you done give her back I got some breads to get
That's yo' bitch, but my hoe, you owe me dough
I P-I-M-P
dirt in it
I make the bed rock, but my name a Rita Mosely
Whole ki', 36 Oz.'s, a little whoadie
(chorus)(2x)
Reel life's my production, no you
dyin
Nigga got hit poo-poo
What you gonna do do
Your whole life is doodoo
I just crashed my old whip
I hopped in a new coupe
Your life mayday it aint
against the wall
[Master P]
I shed tears for pain 40, some for anger
Seen bloodshed by crooked cops, and gang bangers
Feel my pain only time'll change
earth a lot of people jerked around about 300,000 to Syria
Are you serious?
I could never think of burying my children p-p-period
Nigeria, I'mma yell
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