Lyrics:
got that
Cobra and that bitch bite
I'm worth a couple millions I
Ain't tryna fist fight
I'm just tryna live life
Whip a couple foreigns, I ain't
Even
houses worth 2.2
Pool parties beautiful view
You made it in life, Forbes Magazine style baggy jeans style
Pass the green while hoes wit' meanwhile
Back up, back up, back up, back up
Back up, back up, back up, back up ease off
This goes out to all area crew (yes, yes, yes)
This to my BK crew
put two in your stomach
And flash the burner on bitches like stacks of hundreds
I'm livin my life (my life), what gets better than ice in hell
When you
ya
cll this money ya gave me the blues now hey
Oh yuh what it do now
She want roll with the crew but I need two now (Hey)
Bring yo friend bed time
Royce too good to be true, houses worth 2.2
Pool parties beautiful view
You made it in life, Forbes Magazine style baggy jeans style
Pass the green
E.D.I Amin]
Life in High Speed
F*** the punishment, tie weed
I gonna buy me a gun
F*** doin` time
[2Pac]
I live life High Speed
Slightly
[Pac]
Live in this motherfucker Thug Pound bitch
Kurupt Daz Makaveli Idi Kastro Hussein
You know bitch the whole muthafuckin' clique.
We
Never gave a fuck and I still don't
So save your lectures I'ma gangbang for the rest of my life
A young BG deranged in the brain
The youngest
live is ill
[Madlib]
Hey yo niggas always talkin' bout there shit is real
"I gotta flex with a Lex in my video"
That's what half of these
gun butt it
Do you like Manolo, put two in your stomach
And flash the burner on bitches like stacks of hundreds
I'm livin' my life (my life), what
Yea Haha niggas it's 2006 and I'm back in this bitch
G-Unit
When I come through I'm comfortable
49's 45's a pump or two
We don't permit
style, I'm still *mini, money, mini, mini,
It aint all about the money*
[Verse 1]
When I was hustla, two dogs by my side plus a black pistola
Loud MCs,
never die, ah!
My crew standing by my side
Pass the joint we getting high
In this life you live or die
So you gotta go outside
Go and catch some good
switch)
Westsiiiide! You know what time it is
(Police informa, di bwoy dem a snitch)
All my real homeboyz in Jerzey
(Live the thug life and get
Buried ina
me I'm a Uptown nigga for life! (2X)
[1st Verse-Tec-9]
Nigga it's judgment day, can you face these 3 niggas actin' reckless
Jack ya for your
belt
You a simple minded creature, playin in the rain
Or a Mediocre wrestler strugglin to entertain
Ignorance is bliss, live by the code name
Shoot
Thirty two shots to split ya!
It's all about the cash when I'm fuckin' wit' ya!
John could make ya richer!
Fuck the Prince of Bel-Air!
I'm
that we die)
Survival of the fit only the strong survive
(Survival of the fit only the strong)
I'm trapped, in between two worlds, tryna get dough
that we die)
Survival of the fit only the strong survive
(Survival of the fit only the strong)
I'm trapped, in between two worlds, tryna get dough
[Pac]
Live in this motherfucker Thug Pound bitch
Kurupt Daz Makaveli Idi Kastro Hussein
You know bitch the whole muthafuckin' clique.
We
Yeah
I Wake Up, Get Fly
Take Pictures? Hell Nah
My crew, 2 Live
Cooking, stir fry
I wake up, too fly
Hotter than July
Wanna kick it, Muay Thai
mini, money, mini, mini
It ain't all about the money
When I was hustler, two dogs by my side plus a black pistola
Loud MCs, feel the silencer
Y'all still
The pen, the sword, in accord
I got a taste for both
Original blows are critical
Rarely play the tropes
I live my life by the way
The one that I
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