To my huh, we all we got Let's hold it down though, However gon' go down This what we gotta deal with Yo
It's the we chose, where friends become foes And the dough'll get you quicker than you know This is the life we chose, bring snakes and hoes And the only way out is death or broke
This the life we chose, ain't too happy endings That's why there ain't too many niggaz 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, up green Statues, marble floors, paintings on my wall My like the Forbes Magazine
Closets, of rockets and submachines this nigga out the projects and his thug team Yo we past street lights, ill rides Mr. Child both coasts with the most loud
Calicos y'all folks, keep y'all dyin' 'Cause it's to fuck around when we dealin' with science My enemies got money, so y'all should how I play it They know we enemies until they hear me say it
Till they 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 with your Bow and tuxedos, bust Eagles
Dump drugs and acid, then they with the Rico It's hard fuckin' with niggaz you you can trust You a fool if your main bitch is 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 friends foes And the dough'll get you quicker than you know This is the life we chose, bring fake and hoes And the only way out is death or goin'
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
Uhh, what's love when you give your man enough dough? He stick you What's love, you got Nobody rollin' wit you What's love, you up, and your family don't care Is love a word, that deceives 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, when you behind a man's back you see him and give him dap, now explain that?
What's trust, when they separate case you at your court 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' he's
What's trust, when you get bust, your don't retaliate? They blaze purple haze with 'em the day? God forbid one of my niggaz get hit, go haywire Won't hesitate, I'ma spray
But different, you won't 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 stuck Duke, he came back to you
wrong? Foul all your life, now you 90 On your deathbed you bein' grimy What's lust, a bust What's a thug? A ghetto child raised drugs, till he's old enough to bust slugs?
Then what's jail, to rehabilitate or to make a nigga When he home to catch another case? Life's about decisions, you choose it, you live it You did it, or hell or prison
Who knows your clock'll stop tickin', get your weight up Save up before over neighbor, I told ya You gettin' player, look at those who gave up
It's the life we chose, friends become foes And the dough'll get you killed than you know This is the life we chose, fake snakes and hoes And the only way out is or goin' broke
This the life we chose, too many happy endings why there ain't too many happy niggaz in it And I'll admit it, life is fucked up but yo This life is the life I know