To my huh, we all we got Let's it down though, y'know? it's gon' go down This what we gotta with y'know? Yo
It's the life we chose, where friends become And the dough'll get you quicker than you know This is the life we chose, bring fake snakes and And the only way out is or goin' broke
This the life we chose, ain't too happy endings That's why there ain't too many happy in it And admit it, this life is fucked up but yo, but yo This life is the life I know
Gold bathtubs, makin' love to my Get my rubbed, Chardonnay, rollin' up green Statues, marble floors, paintings on my wall My lifestyle's like the Magazine
Closets, full of rockets and Take this nigga out the and his thug team Yo we cruise street lights, ill rides Mr. both coasts with the most loud toast
Calicos roast folks, keep y'all dyin' 'Cause it's hard to fuck when we dealin' with science My enemies got money, so y'all should watch how I it They never know we enemies they hear me say it
Till they on the phone sayin', "Please, Daddy pay it" Till they brain's on the floor, on the pavement High-class elegance, you respect or you You go against you'd rather on an electrical fence
strategic, how these niggaz want you to think You'd be surprised, who'd be the one to put you to Why you stink? Yo, these streets don't you to blink You get showered by lead, comin' out with mink Bow ties and tuxedos, bust
Dump drugs and acid, then rush with the Rico It's hard fuckin' with niggaz you hope you can You a fool if your main is easy to fuck And you've got money, is these hoes greedy or Shit is devious, wantin' you stuck
It's the life we chose, where friends foes And the dough'll get you killed quicker than you This is the life we chose, bring snakes and hoes And the only way out is death or goin'
This the life we chose, ain't too many endings That's why there ain't too happy niggaz in it And I'll admit it, this is fucked up but yo This life is the life I know
Uhh, what's love you don't give your man enough dough? He wanna you love, you got beef? Nobody rollin' wit you What's love, you locked up, and your family care Is love a four-letter word, that the air?
What's real, when you know your girl is a hoe And you don't even let him know, 'cause you fucked her What's real, you talk behind a man's back you see him and give him dap, now explain that?
What's trust, when they your case When you at your court date, your co-de', look in your face What's trust, when you keep your wife away from man? And he never you but you claimin' he's fam'?
What's trust, when you get bust, your niggaz don't They blaze purple with 'em the next day? God forbid one of my get hit, I'ma go haywire Won't hesitate, I'ma spray
But everybody's different, you won't know how you Till you in that position, and an actual fact The hearts of men as time goes on, who's wrong? You was hungry when you Duke, he came back to buck you
Who's Foul all your life, now you 90 On your deathbed you regret bein' What's lust, a nut? What's a thug? A ghetto child raised around drugs, till he's old enough to bust
what's jail, to rehabilitate or to make a nigga worse When he come home to another case? Life's about decisions, you choose it, you live it You did it, or hell or prison
Who knows your clock'll stop tickin', get your weight up up before it's over neighbor, I told ya You gettin' older player, look at who gave up
It's the we chose, where friends become foes And the dough'll get you killed quicker you know This is the life we chose, bring fake and hoes And the way out is death or goin' broke
This the life we chose, ain't too many endings That's why there ain't too happy niggaz in it And I'll it, this life is fucked up but yo This life is the only I know