This Life Of Mine – Bad Azz – letras

Intro:[Bad Azz]HennesyFreeride in the houseBusta Ass[Kastro]Outlawz[Bad Azz]Outlawz hooked up with that nigga Bad AzzMakin’ cash, motherfucker[Prince Ital Joe]See them runnin,fuck up us by them thug life controlHow should the thugsterMust be in the areaOutlaw does the lawDept on the gangstaWhen’s Ital Joe in the ruff spot yaVerse 1:[Napolean]Well since a young ageI’ll been thugged out to the fullestNiggas strap nowYou don’t want me deadGimme that, I’ll bet I’ll pull itCause since a young ageI been starvin’Niggas say hungryFucked around with the lonelyYou couldn’t fuck around with the phonyIn this life I leadNigga hustleAt a crack speed and I dig greedFuck makin’ friends respectfullyI will cry for you at your murder sceneThis NapoleanBut he got quick, don’t strike first, it’s on againIn the shoe sonMo’ stash sonAt least pretend he born awayThis Outlawz, thug don’t seeFuck around you when I seeYour family, all the centuryMatter of fact bitch only mention meI’m comatosedI’m stretched out on the Westcoast till the fullestAt a overdose of bulletsAnd tell your bitch ass, shall pull itYou shouldn’t fuck aroundWith the wrong NiggasAt the wrong timeAt the wrong placeYou shouldn’t fuck with some OutlawzBad Boy killersPuffy and Ma$eVerse 2:[Kastro]I’m a soldierSoberEven when I’m overSmoked out, drunk and plus fuckin’ on the sofaIn the GhettoYou jellow, heart full of yellowYou thugged out, all bugged outAnd can’t settleWord upThat’s worth to me and all I loveMy dick’s stuck in the dirtFuckin’ the world and can’t bustBack to the labBack to the bedBorn ovenYou’s a fagMovin’ fastHappy ass, gone luckyPicture thisA Nigga get blissed to remenissFuck a hoFuck her slowPut a strong in a strampIt’s meDrunk as can be, on a humbleI shit piss and piss shitFuck till my dick crumbleMy life, full of the worstTo imagineMe in struggle like a magnetOutlaw ill savageMy timeStep on the grind, wouldn’t mindMy life full of late nightsMy time wont provideChorus: x2[Bad Azz]This life of mineWere only time on my side till I dieGettin’ high,waste of timeLivin’ blind by the lightGettin’ byThe best way I can in these timesAnd it hurts to know my life ain’t really mineVerse 3:[E.D.I]Now the custom my kind areThey label me a productWell Am I supposed to let ’em ride upEnd on drippin’ bloodLike survive and I wouldIt’s the wild, wild WestsideBest to recollectCollect your toysTry not to get too highOff the live hereCause the crime seen to be youPride to the fightYou was yappin’Now you see throughI fillst the evilAs soon as I enter the sectionBut I’m a renegadeMade of the days I rememberMent to only live my life strife freeBut Niggas like meWant mo’ hoodSo we kick in the do’Screamin’ OutlawzWe outsmart hoesWith Bad Azz fo’ shoGet yoursGet the fuck offAnd flowVerse 4:[Young Noble]YoI’m hardly livin’A Nigga dishin’ that I should be inStuck in a holeThe world put me inShiverin’They sayin’ thugs ain’t citizensIn the civilized world among usSo world of hungerIf they couldThey take the world from usAnd who I mean by they, teachersWho don’t believe in his studentsPreachers who take the moneyAnd turns folks us to use ’emCrooked cops who blast NiggasFor thinkin’ guns from ruthlessPoliticians and bad lords,knowin’ their motherfucking choosersWho the fuck they done to roof usThey made a Nigga snapWith bigger gaps and quicker rapsA Nigga nasty perhapsBrief pass me the strapEither the Glock or one of the GaugesTryin’ to stab me or notOn a plot or rockin’ stagesPac raised usSoldier never let these fuckin’ cops cage usSayin’ we all lost soulsAnd they can’t save usSon is outragesA faded ass like meSayin’ Outlawz is no moreThinkin’ we all got killedBut we been on the dayMotherfucker thought you was on to meFuck youAir police, I’m warrent freeVerse 5:[Bad Azz]Occupation sayin’ OccupieRockin’ high rhymes while you jockin’ mineCockin’ nine up in these timesAin’t no stoppin’ mineKeep in mindseek and find the streets’ greedy thugsHeat takes souls awayIt’s no loveDrugs help me cope with no hopeIt’s like stressin’Smoke a sassinCan’t find no bomb dopeContinue to pearFor steppin’ with conceal weaponsCatchin’ cases is inIn off the cell that you sleapped inLowlifes and big bold lettersBlocked upA half a key rocked upI had your ass shot upI keep dust kicked upAnd that’s another how you fuck wheelsBorn to cause luckThese Outlawz they too muchRust to the frontAnd get touchedAnd it was sluts who hit yaGo tell ’emSuck dick and tapIt’s the only thing we sell ’emCatch bullets as they hell ’emAnd guess whatNigga I stay bailin’, yellin’Rider dieGet richer stay highIn this life of mineGone were I don’t care, I don’t care[Prince Ital Joe]GunshotsThey tell ’em you go ruffGangstaBuck, buckYeah Bad AzzI’m gonna take senceCause it’s like respect itRespect in every aspect,that gone to be a suspectFuck, fuckGunshots[Outlawz]OutlawzWhat you think about ridin’You seeHereWe over hereThug Pound rockFo shoThey never quitBad Azz

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