To my huh, we all we got Let's hold it though, y'know? it's gon' go down This we gotta deal with y'know? Yo
It's the life we chose, where friends foes And the dough'll get you quicker than you know This is the we chose, bring fake snakes and hoes And the only way out is or goin' broke
This the life we chose, ain't too many endings That's why there too many happy niggaz in it And I'll admit it, this is fucked up but yo, but yo This is the only life I know
Gold bathtubs, makin' love to my Get my back rubbed, Chardonnay, up green Statues, marble floors, rare on my wall My lifestyle's like the Magazine
Closets, full of and submachines Take this nigga out the and his thug team Yo we past street lights, ill rides Mr. both coasts with the most loud toast
Calicos roast y'all folks, keep dyin' 'Cause it's to fuck around 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
they kid's on the phone sayin', "Please, Daddy pay it" Till they on the floor, mixed on the pavement High-class elegance, you respect or you You go against you'd rather piss on an fence
It's strategic, how these want you to think be surprised, who'd be the one to put you to sleep Why you stink? Yo, these streets don't allow you to You get showered by lead, out with your mink Bow ties and tuxedos, Eagles
Dump drugs and acid, then they rush the Rico It's hard fuckin' with niggaz you you can trust You a fool if your bitch is easy to fuck And you've got money, is these hoes or what? Shit is devious, ex-friends you stuck
It's the life we chose, where become foes And the dough'll get you killed quicker than you This is the life we chose, bring fake snakes and And the only way out is death or broke
This the we chose, ain't too many happy endings That's why ain't too many happy niggaz in it And I'll admit it, life is fucked up but yo This life is the only life I
Uhh, what's love when you don't give man enough dough? He stick you What's love, you got beef? Nobody wit you What's love, you locked up, and family don't care Is a four-letter word, that deceives the air?
real, when you know your man's girl is a hoe And you don't even let him know, 'cause you fucked her What's real, when you talk a man's back Then you see him and him dap, now explain that?
What's trust, when separate 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'?
trust, when you get bust, your niggaz don't retaliate? They blaze purple haze with 'em the day? God forbid one of my niggaz get hit, I'ma go Won't hesitate, I'ma spray
But different, you won't know how you react Till you in that position, and that's an actual The hearts of men change as goes on, who's wrong? You was hungry you stuck Duke, he came back to buck you
wrong? Foul all your life, now you 90 On your deathbed you regret bein' What's lust, a bust nut? What's a A ghetto raised around drugs, till he's old enough to bust slugs?
Then what's jail, to rehabilitate or to make a nigga When he come to catch another case? Life's about decisions, you choose it, you live it You did it, or hell or prison
Who knows when your clock'll tickin', get your weight up Save up before over neighbor, I told ya You older player, look at those who gave up
It's the life we chose, where become foes And the dough'll get you quicker than you know This is the we chose, bring fake snakes and hoes And the only way out is or goin' broke
This the life we chose, ain't too many endings That's why ain't too many happy niggaz in it And I'll admit it, life is fucked up but yo life is the only life I know