[INTRO: Fat Joe] Yeah, yeah Gettin dirty, y'all A.G. Party Arty D Flow Joe the don Terror Squad Yeah What's fuckin with that? [VERSE 1: A.G.] I hit
Traduzione: AG. La vita sotterranea.
s just his luck Cause a nigga like me don't really give a fuck Walked in the store what's everybody staring at They act like they never seen a mutha fucker wearing black Following a
Verse One: Ever since you was a pee-wee, down by my knee with a wee-wee We been coochie-coo all through school, you and me G Back in the days we played
got him in a smash, blast How long will it last 'til the po' gettin mo' cash Until then, raise up! Tell my young black males, blaze up! Life's a mess
, miracle whip just like butter, my ryhmes are legit Cause I'm the humpty. not humpty dumpty, but humpty hump here a hump, there a hump, everywhere a hump [Shock G
eye dawg and I can't see I'm trying to be what I'm destined to be And niggas trying to take my life away I put a hole in a nigga for fucking with me
a habit Like mics when we grab it, we cock it, we blast it [Chorus:] Buss a nigga head, smack a ho, shoot the club up Buss a nigga head, smack a ho,
niggaz might try and touch a made man Crazy rap fans, followin my rap van Wanna get a hug, wanna shake a playa hand Smoke somethin, I'm a fiend for the
get to where we're going We have to learn a life of sacrifice (yeah, yeah, yeah) To keep on growin' Yeah.. Life is for learnin Remember this And learn from life
t play them now Disrespect, please remember, stains we gon spray them round [Chorus] Buss a nigga head, smack a ho, shoot the club up Buss a nigga head, smack a
, pure satisfaction This ain't a gimmick, I don't dress for thug fashion [Chorus x2: 9th Prince] This is the bottomline, we live the life of righteous
at the dead in Cause a nigga like me Don't really give a fuck Walked in the store what's everybody staring at They act like they never seen a mutha fucker wearing black Following a
that dutch down, we passin the jakes Spot didn't get hot or jump until we came A fridge full of forties like Nuthin' But a 'G' Thang Rap pack of Godz
And then we took our life and made it a song And look, nowadays Rhymesayers is on It's the B-I-G D-A double D-Y S-E-A-N He hasn't hit the rooftop to
brain From the clappin, we can make it happen Remember you aint a killer, you only rappin I hate it, rappers overexaggeratin And never shot a gun in they life