Lyrics:
Chances are slim and life is trife
Doing your best in this world it won't suffice
The hard way the only way these young thugs learn
Eternally resting in
my eyes
Now can your mind picture, a thug nigga drinkin' hard liquor
This ghetto life has got me catchin' up to God quicker
Who would figure that
Thug Life, cowards betta be known, we approachin
In the wide open, guns smokin
No need for hopin its a battle lost, I got em crossed
Soon as the funk
hard to stop this life like it's hard to call cocked dice
We ain't nothin but some bout it, bout it niggaz
That live the "Hard Knock Life"
[Chorus]
your soul, and live the life (of a ghetto star)
I live the life of a thug nigga, drug dealer livin' game tight
Mug niggas, slug niggas for the fame
This just might be my realest flow ever (ever)
When I say "for life" y'all say "forever" (ever)
It's hard but it's fair, I told that girl life hurts
running all you cowards out of hip-hop
Now let the beat knock
And if I die by a slug, the death of a true thug
Don't let the heat drop, let um see we moving
still drooling
Had to make a couple hits just to help bring some food in
I know its a hard knock life
If them hittas hit ya door bet they won't knock
From the "welcome home" to the kick out
Reach into a rabbit, pull a trick out
Preacher preaching to a faggot with his dick out
Hard times call for
pulled my card quick, nope no more pain mayn
Sunshine for now, no more rain mayn
[Slim Thug]
I grew up around a bunch of gang bangers, and caine
at Hi-Lite still
UGP on the track, we do a drive by kill, brrrat
Verse 1: Lyricks
Knock knock, who's there? Half of the YOX
Hi-Lite mob with a couple
ain't giving up a motherfucking thing
It's hard to come by, and I ain't no bitch nigga
Shit been in some robberies and walk-bys
And you don't want
than a 25 to life sentence, on linking trials
Horrified, and keep on frontin', repentin' and lose they bowels
Everything gets foul when Swift's around,
the homies
just save all the stress for another day
Different town every night we ain't gotta stay
Hard Town Streets, that's where I'm from
Hard knock life
and depressed, you need a thug in your life
Enough talkin', you want me to leave, I'll get to walkin'
See you later, 'cause baby, I'm a player, and all I heard
coupe topless, capricorn by my toe
Richest skinny on my hips, Louis on my toes
[Hook - Slim Thug/LeToya]
I hear your money talkin but you ain't loud
me
It's murder, I'm a server
Lyric life sentence
Relentless, a menace to society
Full of robberies so fuck it
I hop in the bubble
Wrap
And you gotta be a G at thug mansion
A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind
So much pressure in this life of mine, I cry at times
I once
No love, took that out my heart, when I went through the darkness
They told me the road was hard, but I still chose to walk it
My blood brother in
no imitations
Dre losin' his stack is slim as chances
Of Michael Jackson gettin' his
Black fans back my reputation's like a TEC-9
Knock out the best in
hear they voice through Jpay
Always know that gunna tell
Now you a young thug saying free me
I know it's hard and all
Wishing all this pain would be
and depressed, you need a thug in your life
Enough talkin', you want me to leave, I'll get to walkin'
See you later, 'cause baby, I'm a player, and all I heard
coast get blowed by the Los
With my nigga Bloc in good fo a block
Let's go to his trap all i gotta do is knock
When deal with Ross you dealing with
kinda lackin?
I'm chillin by myself ain't really lookin for no action.
I'm tryna take ah day an get away from all that rappin.
They hear ah nigga bars so
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