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

It's the life we chose, where friends foes
And the dough'll get you killed than 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, too many happy endings
That's why there too many happy niggaz in it
And admit it, this life is fucked up but yo, but yo
This is the only life I know

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

Closets, full of and submachines
Take this out the projects and his thug team
Yo we past street lights, ill rides
Mr. Child both coasts with the most toast

Calicos roast folks, keep y'all dyin'
'Cause hard to fuck around when we dealin' with science
My enemies got money, so should watch how I play it
They never know we until they hear me say it

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

It's strategic, how these niggaz you to think
You'd be surprised, who'd be the one to put you to
Why you stink? Yo, these don't allow you to blink
You get by lead, comin' out with your mink
Bow ties and tuxedos, bust

Dump drugs and acid, they rush with the Rico
It's hard with niggaz you hope you can trust
You a fool if main bitch 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, friends become foes
And the get you killed quicker than you know
This is the life we chose, fake snakes and hoes
And the only way out is death or broke

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

Uhh, what's love when you don't give your man dough?
He wanna 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?

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

What's trust, they separate your case
When you at court date, your co-de', can't look in your face
What's trust, when you keep your wife away from man?
And he crossed you but you claimin' he's fam'?

trust, when you get bust, your niggaz don't retaliate?
They blaze purple haze 'em the next day?
God one of my niggaz 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 that's an actual
The hearts of men change as time on, who's wrong?
You was hungry when you stuck Duke, he came back to you

Who's wrong? all your life, now you 90
On your you regret bein' grimy
What's lust, a bust nut? a thug?
A ghetto child raised around drugs, till he's old to bust slugs?

Then what's jail, to or to make a nigga worse
When he home to catch another case?
Life's decisions, you choose it, you gotta live it
You did it, or hell or prison

Who knows when your clock'll stop tickin', get your up
Save up before it's over neighbor, I ya
You older player, look at those who gave up

the life we chose, where 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 only way out is death or broke

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