Lyrics:
With you in my heart by my side I got some happiness
[?] your life get my life right
Because you're comin like a thief in the night
Dedicated to you for
it seems to be a mystery
But all I know I never let the money get to me
Stay down like the, truest
Thug Life until I check out this bitch, I thought
Me and my closest road dogz
To my dog named Musolini, Big Syke, Thug Life baby
The return of the mashers, you know how we do it ha ha ha!
Shit
Me and my closest road dogz
To my dog named Musolini, Big Syke, Thug Life baby
The return of the mashers, you know how we do it ha ha ha!
S***
Livin' life just like a THUG
The Hate U Give
In god we trust
Get em up Get em up
It's too late
You gettin' shot becuz
And I know they out for blood
Haters
of my niggaz is havin they cash
Niggaz is ballin, parkin they car, all on the grass
Livin it up to the fullest platinum colored jew-els and organized
some of my niggaz is havin' they cash
Niggaz is ballin', parkin' they car, all on the grass
Livin' it up to the fullest platinum colored jew-els
Every day
And then you work so hard till ya hair turn gray
Let me tell you about life and 'bout the way it is
See we live by the gun so we die by
cocked (yeah) let that, go
I ain't heard shit in a long long time
To even fuck around with either one of my rhymes (Sheek Louch)
Niggaz still livin' off
key, keep a king, keep a kingdom
KKK killin, keenly keepin kosher
(L!) Livin legitimate, legal license, Lex' lastin longevity
Luxury life, language
I see the picture clearer through the stain on the frame
She got a black girl name, she livin' black girl pain
My mama said life would be so hard
to humble me, now I got humility
You not gon' find another me. The life I live a mystery
Got the luxury, but still I value the simplicity
Suddenly they wanna
die by his respect
He livin' thug life, bitch, he livin' with no regret
This your girl Shay
And we got B on the track
Shout out, BlizzBlizz
Y'all know
on
The block all day before I wasn't sure
But now I know it's the way
Like, if I get caught I'mma pay
Illegal life, livin' trife, what can I say
Gettin bent,
you no lie livin' by the
Strugglin' rulez
Gotta do whatcha gotta do that's it
We strugglin' who givez a damn man 'bout
This down and out chick
My head
to claim the title.
They want to be the bad man thug, 'cause that's their idol
Don't live by the life your not supposed to be livin, ...?
'cause 1 can
ya hair turn gray
let me tell you about life and 'bout the way it is
see we live by the gun so we die by the blood of kids
[Tupac]
They tell
used to never pick up, now I can call and they come
She see how I'm livin' and she think that I'm still pimpin'
Pussy, money, weed you know that's still
yo it's better to
Take than to receive
Your career's on life support
And I'mma pull the plug
And have every thug shootin that Beatnut drug
In they
slugs come out fast like fed-ex im talkin big guns
that'll chop ya body remove
ya stomach from ya hip i roll witha real click- we
livin the fast life
My fleet goals, by da creep cold
We blaze, y'all won't see those, you just feel 'em
We raise the states in this game, like helium
The new
How long u think that's finna be ya wife
Well I'm livin the life
You just gettin' it right
Your old lady look at me
'Cause you ain't hittin' it right
don’t need a single mothafucka telling me how to run the show
This is my life and I’m playing by my rules
I just wanna live free
(I just wanna live free)
They ask me how I'm livin', I'm a hustler
Buckin' busters 'til they die
Now it's on in the ghetto, you ain't heard?
Niggas got they AKs headin' for them
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