how I live my life I learnt my lesson whether it's wrong or right Ain't nobody, baby, gonna tell me how I should live my life, do live my way now The
hot plate heat our dinners No cash, most nights ate sleep for dinner Welfare and white landlord, that life ain't easy The only ones moving up was George and Weezy All my sugar water babies who live
Drop us off on 55th and keep us reading Vonnegut Point out now what we?re careless of My chance in life is worth letting go Of all the trends they?re
I got platinum asperations but fear's my motivation I'ma wait in my time to shine but daily I grow impatient Strictly for procreation, I need to plant my
I even pull my {dick} out and don't spray Daddy told me just to do them thangs he never did Breakin broads, get money, live your life and treasure it
ll run you down with a weapon My goonies get looney anytime that I tell 'em Dead 'em! I walk around with stacks in my denim With fast foreign cars with
put in my next video Great, cause he's a showman just like you are You know the thing you learned, yeah yeah I told you before, my mother was a musician, my
(feat. (Kool Keith-Marc Live-Jacky Jasper)) [Intro: Marc Live] Yeah... OH!, let's go... L.A. (Crensh!) New York, Chicago [Chorus] Yo let me show 'em
my building Remember when... Yea son was doing his thing [Chorus] [Cormega] Before my story ends, rest in peace to Killa Ben And live niggas memories you live
the strip Black rag in my hand, don't want no prints on the clip Hollow tips cuz we thugs with this shit my nigga This aint no game, we bang for yo hood my
wit me All my friends all my family From hood to hood From my hood to yo hood A-town stand up Yo it's a brand new day We gettin new money my nigga Hey
I never let you take my style out Sick, fluent and loud like I worked out a way to make my bomb shout Spit versatile on topics in life's list While you
top listenin' to the wind my life is on the end my grin is pretend i'm a die in my rockin' chair sippin' on gin hey see im a bad boy i'm Aceyalone i'
, as far Dime piece in the drop, I keep the nicest broad The good life is what I live, with a nice support And anybody trying to take it, getting life support Feel my
Dre, he turned them into granades And Just Blaze, cuz the boy got game Like I close my eyes, and woke up in a Roc chain Now back to reality, my gun and my
trey with the broccoli with my handles on the Kawasaki Handle my jewels with the cuff in my shoes AD jacket on my elbow, 50 coast the jewels In my neighborhood
[Life] You Can Catch five Or Catch me in CL5 What ever way dog, the game get live Keepin it gangstah in the PD City Vilore Late Night Humming and dubbling
