Lyrics:
Woh woh
Yungboss
My life my life
Woh woh
Ya ya
My life my life
Check the price check the price
My life mi a live my life
Hustle work hard every day
like a ninja
Cut like a razor blade so fast
Other DJ's say, "Damn"
If my rhyme was a drug
I'd sell it by the gram
Keep my composure when it's time
Check out your weight, see if it's worth to war
We did the street life y'all niggas just got involved
My appetite for guns is similar to carnivores
[Redman]
Mic check, mic check (mic check mic check one two)
One two, one two check mic (yeah)
Gilla House, D-Block baby (can y'all hear me out
(Life of the check can be stopped by accident when you're trippin...)
(Life of the check can be stopped by accident when you're trippin...)
(Life
my niggas pass em a plate
Ye!
Why, why, why?
Why don't they like me?
Cause Nike gave lot of niggas checks
But I'm the only nigga ever to check
There you go again being petty
They say those words can cut deep well girl those words are deadly
Hate when shit get messy
Check ya self before you
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
no days off. I’m hungry. I’m a glutton (Greedy)
Car salesmen saw my post by snoop. Now they rap all of sudden (They tripping)
Got em all rapping like
we gone fuck up the scene
Keep a blue check by my side cause im certified i feel like a king
I'm in the cut like some stitches
Said i can't fuck with
motivate
By being me you can check thissssss
I'm the catalyst
I don't need to style
I don't need to stunt
Too busy in the back
While these fuckers just front
dripping like a fountain
Trips overseas, shore views by the mountain
Triple-digit checks, I just fucked my accountant
Shitting on every single nigga that
street niggaz is dyin for
Snatch your neck and the dope fiend, Golgo 13
Professionals wit no things, say no more
Check my Dogs at the Reservoir
Bitch I'm up next
I can not flex
Fucking my ex
Stepping on necks
Brand new hi-tec
Chasing them checks
Chasing them checks
We got blue hunnids
Ya
the most high
I cut her off she ain't act right
Hadda let go hadda cut ties
And I got another like I'm Khaled
Feelin' to damn good when I check my balance
cut from a different cloth
Straight drop, no cut, everything about me raw
Even if you seen a lot I’m nothing like what you saw
And my bro off in
the Louisville Slugger
BGeezy is the hustla, ignorant motherfucker
I was taught how to bust heads by the best head busters
Cluckers, you know I got'em 2 for 1 my
green
Is when you get dissed by a kidnap magazine
I give a fuck about these mothafuckas
I'm doin' this jam to save my hip-hop brothers
Get your
I’m a hit you wit the check
Mate
You think that you can
Play me
You all up in my
Face
I see itp every
Day
I’m a hit you wit the check
Mate
Nigga I ain't put no cash up for this back up
I just stay with my head up and my grass cut
Damn snakes got me fed up, I need a hand gun
I got bands now
I'm hanging on by my neck
I'm hanging on by my neck
I'm hanging on by my neck
I'm hanging on by my neck
I'm hanging on by my neck
I prefer not
about that?
Button down, cufflinks, hair cut, no hat
Just felt like gettin' clean and show I know how to act
At Neiman & Marcus, let my girl blow three
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