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nigga It ain't easy being a gangsta It ain't easy being a shotta baby The way I'm living lose my life, baby It ain't easy being a real nigga I done put
Life throws you off Im chasing a fassaud Like water on a desert I keep waiting for it all Thats why I seen enough These rappers better duck Its either
the hip Down to my Lowest, they know not to fuck with him Life hangin' by the bars like a jungle gym In the forest like it's Jumanji, nigga Prayer
three on every crime, I'm a walkin' hat trick Come on, I ain't cappin Gang come down, he TTG, and his ass get mad quick You can tell by my stomach, I
dying, watch out these hoes dropping lo's Just know my slime taking souls These niggas talking gangsta on the net, putting insurance on they life Them
You ain't trying to hot box with me, I swing hard liquor Going down by the second round, all hail the underground How that sound? Xzibit backing
I need you by my side, uh How come I'm the only One screamin' "Thug Life"? Ayy Salute me or shoot me You niggas gangsta in studio Have them shots
Listen man, this here is some gangsta shit you know? Real bouncy, hood shit, double are, shit, nigga The best of the best street team You know
still so fly when I slide man Plus I'm lethal fully loaded ain't no takin' my ride man We gangsta And it ain't too much you can do to stop us Don't try
what these hoes yellin I'm a pimp by blood, not relation Y'all still chase on, I'll replace on, punks Drunk of Dom, silk and gators Spittin words makin
telling Will I fuck em will I diss em, that's what these hoes yelling I'm a pimp by blood, not relation Y'all still chase on, I'll replace on, punks Drunk
Mo' sippers, watched by gold diggers (uh) Rockin' Girbaud denims with gold zippers (come on) Lost your touch, we kept ours, poppin' Cristals Freakin'
living to die I often ask for this answer But I still ain’t get a reply This question of life’s purpose Probably the reason niggas get high To get by
(Samples by Alchemist:) Looked up the dj, and said may I? [Large Proffesor] Blow and pow like 4th of July explosives? Lit it up, like the 4th
the b**** up put the gangsta twist on Her sunny southern cal it never snows N****s yellin' ha's and ho's we dumpin' out of 64's When it comes to the gun
Frays raise your eyebrow By now you figure, he talkin 'bout that nigga But your weak-ass assumptions Lead lead to dumpin' IV to pumpin', you're feeling
avoidin' by the government avoid the spot Can't wait till rain turn to sunshine 'Cause I hate to spend My life my life my life my life Duckin' the cops (I
of growth, purpose, and success Dreams really do come true By the grace of the source of life, so be it
want it, you can tell by the look at me This gangsta life ain't no longer in me And I'm tired of the runnin', tired of the runnin' Tired
to hell But livin' the dirty, dirty Havin' yah mama worry That (?) Tired of being blast at, but didn't cast that I done asked for my life, and right
Chorus:Master P Daddy wasn't home so mama raised me I'ma thug but still mama bathed me (4X) Verse 1:Master P I live my life as a thug, roll
Motherfuckers caught me slippin, I hate that bull shit Dayton for life, gangsta love I gotta go back there, I get back, fuck that punk shit
that I got, yo Is shit I worked hard for Life in the metro's so cold Repeat 1 [gangsta boo] I'm on some other type shit I'm on some crazy ass shit I'm
All this time, you've been mine, heaven-sent Valentine And just like that, my life stopped on the dime I can't stop cryin', inside I'm dyin' I
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