Lyrics:
Might spend a little time with
A bitch let her know
I'm married to the dope, I live the Thug Life
Born in the ghetto as a street thug
Labelled as a cop
shit that we been in
Burned you with gasoline, burned out all of your bridges
Nigga, you suck at friendships, something you got to live with
Fuck it!
live in brooklyn
Well keith, cee know, my fist in butters fro
We live in brooklyn
The fly clothes, cash flow, and crazy hells to spark
It's crowded
to see her one son get loud
Flip on a sucker! - And bow to the crowd!
Drink a little Hennessy, smoke a blunt or 2 or 3 or 4,
Live in action, guaranteed
I'm out tonight
I'm not crazy I'm just a little outta line
If you keep talking shit, leave a mark right down your spine
Imma found out where you live
it's time to raise it|If you got a cup, it's time to get crazy|Just come with us and get a little hazy|If you got a cup, it's time to raise it||Well it's
my flight
Since I took off I’m reaching new heights
I’m cranking to Kenny it’s gone be alright
Shut up don’t tell me how to live my life
Where were you
distraction when I practice I be cashing I got game
You bash my name I put a ransom
Let the wraith come will the mac-10 jam
Bang bang bang
I was raised in
I need a haircut too Biz, plus a straight jacket
Cos I got into show biz to be a babe magnet
Now my honey dip left and I'm on my own
In
am
Being attacked by your accusations simply
Because i got us
In court to help fix this the custody matter?
Why did i have to take you to court to see
gonna go crazy one family
Go wild emergency
Come on come on and dance with me
I've got this feeling somebody dance with me
Somebody dance with me
I've
me straight
I can't live without her I fuck her everyday
Shawty stayed by my side when I started grindin'
She da main reason why a nigga shinin'
[Bizzy]
Back in the day with little Lay and all the Bones we got to
Scrappin' for pay sometimes I miss when we were kids is all
Now since ninety-five
Living in a place where guns bust daily
Killing men women and little babies
Da Yo
1 Body in a week my city crazy
2 bodies in a week my city crazy
3
because you bring them down to
This type of level where
They feel like, "I don't got
Nothing to live for, anyway"
They gon' try to take me out, anyway"
Rest
they won't be no next time
Took a puff while I thought
About my next line
Head fried but I got morals that I live by
So I could never pull a knife on my
with what they've been given
You got kids killing kids then killing themselves
A worldwide struggle for power and wealth
It's a crazy world that we live
to
Yeah, I was shook by the feeling you gave me
Yeah, I felt like dying but you came to save me
When I came in was a little bit shaky
I know I got game
gang
I'll be waiting in the back till you tearing to me
Come and live in paradise under the parody tree
Girl the way you moving got my head go’n crazy
Yeah, yeah
Hahaha
Ayy
Chillin' with the homies at the crib
Bumpin' Pac Div, this the life I live, you ain't know about it
Hit the studio with
Live it up - this is your world
So...
A little piece on me
A little piece on you
A little piece on us
(Got a love for me - I got love for you)
So
Civil War got avoided
Little black Sambo grows up to be a lawyer
Extra extra on the news stands
Black woman voted head of Ku Klux Klan
Malcolm little
growin' all up in the ghetto
Now I'm a weed fiend jettin' to Palmetto
In Medina, yo, no doubt, the God got crazy clout
Pushin' the big joint from down
a Black Beama'
But my dream is to own a fly casino
Like Bugsy Segal, and do it all illegal
And get scooped up, by the little homie in a Regal
Uhh it
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