To my huh, we all we got Let's it down though, y'know? However it's gon' go what we gotta deal with y'know? Yo
It's the life we chose, where friends become And the get you killed quicker than you know This is the life we chose, bring snakes 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 admit it, this life is fucked up but yo, but yo This is the only life I know
Gold bathtubs, love to my queen Get my rubbed, Chardonnay, rollin' up green Statues, floors, rare paintings on my wall My lifestyle's like the Forbes
Closets, full of rockets and this nigga out the projects and his thug team Yo we cruise past street lights, ill Mr. Child both coasts with the most loud
Calicos y'all folks, keep y'all dyin' it's hard to fuck around when we dealin' with science My got money, so y'all should watch how I play it They never know we until they hear me say it
Till they kid's on the phone sayin', "Please, pay it" they brain's on the floor, mixed on the pavement High-class elegance, you or you hiss 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 allow you to You get showered by lead, out with your mink Bow ties and tuxedos, bust
Dump drugs and acid, then they rush the Rico It's hard fuckin' with niggaz you you can trust You a fool if your main bitch is easy to And you've got money, is these hoes greedy or Shit is devious, wantin' you stuck
the life we chose, where friends become foes And the dough'll get you killed quicker than you This is the life we chose, fake snakes and hoes And the only way out is or goin' broke
the life we chose, ain't too many happy endings That's why ain't too many 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 when you give your man enough dough? He stick you What's love, you got beef? Nobody wit you love, you locked up, and your family don't care Is love a four-letter word, that deceives the
What's real, when you know your girl is a hoe And you even let him know, 'cause you fucked her befo' real, when you talk behind a man's back Then you see him and give him dap, now explain
What's trust, when they separate your When you at your court date, your co-de', can't in your face What's trust, when you keep your wife away from your And he never crossed you but you claimin' he's
What's trust, you get bust, your niggaz don't retaliate? They blaze purple haze with 'em the next God forbid one of my niggaz get hit, I'ma go Won't hesitate, spray fire
But everybody's different, you won't how you react Till you in that position, and that's an fact The hearts of men as time goes on, who's wrong? You was when you stuck Duke, he came back to buck you
Who's wrong? Foul all life, now you 90 On your deathbed you regret bein' What's lust, a bust What's a thug? A ghetto child around drugs, till he's old enough to bust slugs?
Then what's jail, to rehabilitate or to make a worse When he come to catch another case? Life's about decisions, you it, you gotta live it You did it, heaven or or prison
Who knows when clock'll stop tickin', get your weight up Save up it's over neighbor, I told ya You gettin' older player, at those who gave up
It's the we chose, where 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 we chose, ain't too many happy endings why there ain't too many happy niggaz in it And I'll admit it, this life is up but yo life is the only life I know