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To my huh, we all we got
Let's hold it though, y'know?
However gon' go down
what we gotta deal with y'know? Yo

It's the life we chose, friends become foes
And the dough'll get you killed quicker than you
This is the we chose, bring fake snakes and hoes
And the way out is death or goin' broke

This the life we chose, ain't too many happy
why there ain't too many happy niggaz in it
And admit it, this life is fucked up but yo, but yo
This life is the only I know

bathtubs, makin' love to my queen
Get my rubbed, Chardonnay, rollin' up green
Statues, floors, rare paintings on my wall
My like the Forbes Magazine

Closets, full of and submachines
Take this nigga out the projects and his thug
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 hard to fuck around when we dealin' with
My enemies got money, so y'all watch how I play it
never know we enemies until they hear me say it

Till they kid's on the phone sayin', "Please, pay it"
Till they brain's on the floor, mixed on the
High-class elegance, you respect or you
You go you'd rather piss on an electrical fence

strategic, how these niggaz want you to think
You'd be surprised, be the one to put you to sleep
Why you stink? Yo, these streets don't you to blink
You get showered by lead, comin' out with your
Bow ties and tuxedos, Eagles

Dump and acid, then they rush with the Rico
It's hard fuckin' niggaz you hope you can trust
You a fool if your bitch is easy to fuck
And got money, is these hoes greedy or what?
is devious, ex-friends wantin' you stuck

It's the life we chose, where become foes
And the dough'll get you killed 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, too many happy endings
That's why there ain't too many happy in it
And I'll admit it, life is fucked up but yo
This life is the only I know

Uhh, what's when 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 family don't care
Is love a four-letter word, that the air?

What's real, when you know your man's is a hoe
And you don't let him know, 'cause you fucked her befo'
What's real, you talk behind a man's back
Then you see him and give him dap, now explain

trust, when they separate your case
When you at your court date, your co-de', can't look in face
What's trust, when you keep your wife away from your
And he never crossed you but you claimin' fam'?

What's trust, when you get bust, your niggaz don't
They blaze purple haze 'em the next day?
God forbid one of my niggaz get hit, I'ma go
Won't hesitate, I'ma spray

But everybody's different, you know how you react
you in that position, and that's an actual fact
The hearts of men change as 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 child raised around drugs, till he's old enough to bust slugs?

Then what's jail, to or to make a nigga worse
When he come home to another case?
Life's about decisions, you it, you gotta 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 friends become
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 goin'

This the life we chose, ain't too happy endings
That's why there too many happy niggaz in it
And I'll admit it, life is fucked up but yo
This life is the only I know