To my huh, we all we got Let's hold it though, y'know? However gon' go down This what we gotta deal with Yo
It's the life we chose, where friends become And the dough'll get you quicker than you know is the life 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 ain't too many happy in it And I'll it, this life is fucked up but yo, but yo life is the only life I know
Gold bathtubs, makin' love to my Get my back rubbed, Chardonnay, rollin' up Statues, marble floors, paintings on my wall My lifestyle's like the Forbes
Closets, full of and submachines Take this nigga out the projects and his thug Yo we past street lights, ill rides Mr. Child coasts with the most loud toast
Calicos roast y'all folks, keep y'all 'Cause it's hard to fuck around when we dealin' science My enemies got money, so y'all watch how I play it They never we enemies until they hear me say it
they kid's on the phone sayin', "Please, Daddy pay it" Till they brain's on the floor, on the pavement elegance, you respect 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, be the one to put you to sleep Why you stink? Yo, these streets allow you to blink You get showered by lead, comin' out your mink Bow and tuxedos, bust Eagles
Dump drugs and acid, they rush with the Rico It's hard fuckin' with niggaz you hope you can You a fool if your bitch is easy to fuck And you've got money, is these greedy or what? is devious, ex-friends wantin' you stuck
It's the life we chose, where friends become And the dough'll get you killed than you know This is the life we chose, bring snakes and hoes And the only way out is death or broke
This the we chose, ain't too many happy endings That's why there too many happy niggaz in it And I'll admit it, life is fucked up but yo life is the only life I know
Uhh, what's love when you don't give man enough dough? He wanna you What's love, you got beef? rollin' wit you What's love, you locked up, and your don't care Is love a four-letter word, deceives the air?
What's real, when you your man's girl is a hoe And you don't even let him know, 'cause you fucked her real, when you talk behind a man's back Then you see him and give him dap, now explain
What's trust, when they your case When you at your date, your co-de', can't look in your face What's trust, when you keep your away from your man? And he never crossed you but you claimin' fam'?
trust, when you get bust, your niggaz don't retaliate? They blaze purple haze with 'em the next God forbid one of my get hit, I'ma go haywire Won't hesitate, spray fire
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 goes on, who's wrong? You was hungry when you stuck Duke, he came to buck you
Who's Foul all your life, now you 90 On your you regret bein' grimy What's lust, a bust What's a thug? A ghetto child raised around drugs, he's old enough to bust slugs?
Then what's jail, to rehabilitate or to make a nigga When he come home to catch case? Life's about decisions, you choose it, you gotta it You did it, heaven or hell or
Who knows when your clock'll stop tickin', get weight up Save up before it's over neighbor, I ya You gettin' older player, at those who gave up
It's the life we chose, where become foes And the dough'll get you killed than you know This is the we chose, bring 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 too many happy niggaz in it And I'll admit it, this life is up but yo life is the only life I know