To my huh, we all we got Let's hold it down though, it's gon' go down This what we gotta deal 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 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, this is fucked up but yo, but yo life is the only life I know
Gold bathtubs, love to my queen Get my rubbed, Chardonnay, rollin' up green Statues, marble floors, paintings on my wall My like the Forbes Magazine
Closets, full of rockets and Take this nigga out the and his thug team Yo we cruise street lights, ill rides Mr. Child both coasts 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 should 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 piss on an electrical fence
It's strategic, how these niggaz 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 and acid, then they rush with the Rico It's fuckin' with niggaz you hope you can trust You a if your main bitch is easy to fuck And got money, is these hoes greedy or what? Shit is devious, wantin' you stuck
the life we chose, where friends become foes And the dough'll get you killed than you know is the life we chose, bring fake snakes and hoes And the way out is death or goin' broke
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, this life is up but yo This life is the only life I
Uhh, what's love when you don't give man enough dough? He wanna you What's love, you got beef? Nobody wit you love, you locked up, and your family don't care Is a four-letter word, that deceives the air?
What's real, when you know man's girl is a hoe And you even let him know, 'cause you fucked her befo' What's real, when you talk behind a back you see him and give him dap, now explain that?
What's trust, when separate your case When you at your court date, your co-de', can't look in face What's trust, when you your wife away from your man? And he never crossed you but you he's fam'?
What's trust, when you get bust, your niggaz don't They blaze purple with 'em the next day? God forbid one of my get hit, I'ma go haywire Won't hesitate, I'ma spray
But everybody's different, you know how you react Till you in that position, and an actual fact The hearts of men change as time goes on, who's You was when you stuck Duke, he came back to buck you
Who's Foul all your life, now you 90 On deathbed you regret bein' grimy What's lust, a bust nut? What's a A ghetto child raised around drugs, till 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 decisions, you choose it, you gotta live it You did it, heaven or hell or
Who knows when clock'll stop tickin', get your weight up Save up before it's neighbor, I told ya You gettin' older player, look at those who up
It's the life we chose, where friends foes And the dough'll get you killed 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 why there ain't too many happy niggaz in it And admit it, this life is fucked up but yo This life is the only I know