Текст песни 2 Pac - This Life I Lead

Makavelli Solo, Vol. 3
Жанр: Rap
Исполнитель: 2 Pac
Альбом: Makavelli Solo, Vol. 3
Длительность: 01:51
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This Motherfucking life I lead shit A hell of motherfucking road blocks And crooked cops We still ride though What side? Westside [Verse 1: Tupac] I want money in large amounts My garage full of cars that bounce Movin' my tapes in major ways Cause every dollar counts Bustas is jealous And half these nigas is punks They runnin' off at the mouth 'Till I fill up with my pump They jump My automatic keep 'em weary While you fronting like you Billy bad ass Nigga you scary I been knowing you for years We was high school peers In Junior High I was itchin' to kill And you was ready to die While you bullshitting Niggas was dying and catching cases Busting my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places Leaving no trace They see my face and then they buried Them bitches die in a hurry Still I ride I'm never worried Mr. Makaveli Tell me to ride and I'ma ride Pick my enemies out the crowd And muthafuckas die It's not the way I wanna live My nigga It's how it is Homie got into a fight Last night they killed his kids [Chorus x2] In this life I lead Fiend for currency Get high off weed Collect g's Make my enemies bleed When you see me nigga Holla my set And watch them ride Outlaw mother fuckers 'Till we die In this life I lead [Verse 2: Young Noble] I ain't a killer but don't push me dog For that family I'll send that ass straight to God (what you doing nigga?) And in this life I lead I've seen the most Of my 23 years My vision is blurry The money is clear Some of my peers Eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah nigga) And noble on the road I'm extremely cautious (westside nigga you know how we do it) It happened that fast Split second your gone At the top of my tombstone Put noble is raw Outlaw 'Till I'm under the floor For Kadafi the prince I stack dough like a clock on the bricks With a watch on my wrist dog I know the time these days We outlaws We gonna die this way (nigga) We already in the history books Pac made sure of that Whateva you took We taking it back You know it's all for the foundation Outlaws We still building the thug nation Holla at your homie [Chorus 2x] In this life I lead Fiend for currency Get high off weed Collect g's Make my enemies bleed When you see me nigga Holla my set And watch them ride Outlaw mother fuckers 'Till we die In this life I lead [Verse 3: Napolean] It ain't but nothing air between us Oxygen is gettin hot Got a problem Mo' fag ass nigga kick rocks Now *censored* on the phone And the nigga talking crazy I don't know who to blame Him or *censored* for killing babies I'm a New Jers' Devil The street created rebel Only got one shot to produce On every level This is Maximus Go to the max I must Nigga I came from not much So money I clutch Uhuh Napolean the strength of strong arm With a dick they whistle and ride I put a move up on I'm a Hardcore Product of the ghetto Been blessed fo' sho To eat from out the ghetto I maneuver in the right lane Quick to push back lanes Switch it to the left lane I play with my hands And I'm plotting on the fortune It's gettin hot and scorching I'm thinking like a scorpion That torturing an enemy [Chorus 2x] In this life I lead Fiend for currency Get high off weed Collect g's Make my enemies bleed When you see me nigga Holla my set And watch them ride Outlaw mother fuckers 'Till we die In this life I lead
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