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This Motherfucking life I lead
shit
A hell of motherfucking road blocks
And crooked cops
We still ride though
What side?
Westside
I want money in large amounts
My garage full of cars that bounce
Movin my tapes in major ways
Cause every dollar counts
Bustas is jealous
And half these nigas is punks
They runnin off at the mouth
Till I fill up with my pump
They jump
My automatic keep em weary
While you fronting like you Billy bad ass
Nigga you scary
I been knowing you for years
We was high school peers
In Junior High
I was itchin to kill
And you was ready to die
While you bullshitting
Niggas was dying and catching cases
Busting my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places
Leaving no trace
They see my face and then they buried
Them bitches die in a hurry
Still I ride
Im never worried
Mr. Makaveli
Tell me to ride and Ima ride
Pick my enemies out the crowd
And muthafuckas die
Its not the way I wanna live
My nigga
Its how it is
Homie got into a fight
Last night they killed his kids
In this life I lead
Fiend for currency
Get high off weed
Collect gs
Make my enemies bleed
When you see me nigga
Holla my set
And watch them ride
Outlaw mother fuckers
Till we die
In this life I lead
I aint a killer but dont push me dog
For that family Ill send that ass straight to God (what you doing nigga?)
And in this life I lead
Ive seen the most
Of my 23 years
My vision is blurry
The money is clear
Some of my peers
Eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah nigga)
And noble on the road
Im extremely cautious (westside nigga you know how we do it)
It happened that fast
Split second your gone
At the top of my tombstone
Put noble is raw
Outlaw
Till Im under the floor
For Kadafi the prince
I stack dough like a clock on the bricks
With a watch on my wrist dog
I know the time these days
We outlaws
We gonna die this way (nigga)
We already in the history books
Pac made sure of that
Whateva you took
We taking it back
You know its all for the foundation
Outlaws
We still building the thug nation
Holla at your homie
In this life I lead
Fiend for currency
Get high off weed
Collect gs
Make my enemies bleed
When you see me nigga
Holla my set
And watch them ride
Outlaw mother fuckers
Till we die
In this life I lead
It aint but nothing air between us
Oxygen is gettin hot
Got a problem
Mo fag ass nigga kick rocks
Now *censored* on the phone
And the nigga talking crazy
I dont know who to blame
Him or *censored* for killing babies
Im a New Jers Devil
The street created rebel
Only got one shot to produce
On every level
This is Maximus
Go to the max I must
Nigga I came from not much
So money I clutch
Uhuh
Napolean the strength of strong arm
With a dick they whistle and ride
I put a move up on
Im a
Hardcore
Product of the ghetto
Been blessed fo sho
To eat from out the ghetto
I maneuver in the right lane
Quick to push back lanes
Switch it to the left lane
I play with my hands
And Im plotting on the fortune
Its gettin hot and scorching
Im thinking like a scorpion
That torturing an enemy
In this life I lead
Fiend for currency
Get high off weed
Collect gs
Make my enemies bleed
When you see me nigga
Holla my set
And watch them ride
Outlaw mother fuckers
Till we die
In this life I lead
Now with this outlaw lifestyle
That Ive been introduced to
Money and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer (whats up Kurupt)
Steady seducing us
And Im all for it
Its the life for me
And the law cant spoil it
So you can call it what the fuck you want (right)
But Im a baller alcoholic with a sawn-off pump (nigga)
My mamma aint raise no punk
And even dead Pac
So when I jump off
I breathe for Yak
Been puttin in work
So I walk with a bop
And it safe at home
So I sleep with a glock (no mistakes)
Thug living
Ugh
What the fuck would be better
I do my dirt with the family
So we dying together
We on a mission for mo
Gangsta shit on you hoes
We aint fucking with you lawyers
Crossing niggas up out there dough
Trying to live godzilla
Edi went from a bad boy
To a anybody killer
Look out
Wanted man
Guns in hand
Stand firm
Nuts are my pride
Now lets burn
Bound and profound
Going down swinging
Holding my ground
We the last ones breathing
No stopping till we eating
Deep in the trenches
So many killings
Its senseless
So in this life I lead
I stay protected
My god my squad
And this thing in my palm
Now all my hustling motherfuckers
Get your money
Sing along
In this life I lead
Fiend for currency
Get high off weed
Collect gs
Make my enemies bleed
When you see me nigga
Holla my set
And watch them ride
Outlaw mother fuckers
Till we die
In this life I lead
This motherfucking life I lead nigga
You know what time it is
Westside
Deathrow
Dogg pound
Everybody killer
Bad boy killer
?? killer
Anybody killer
Fuck all yall niggas
If it aint westside nigga it aint Pac
Thats on my momma
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