[Cam’Ron: Verse 1]KILLA!Lemme write a note, my cats the type to tote (tote)They love me but my connect, HA he’ll slice ya throat (I swear)He’ll tie a rope, throw you off his nicest boatMade him $30 mill when $30 a gram was the price of cokeThink my life a joke? (joke?), I been indicted folksDo I like it? Nope I’m under a microscopeA paid lawyer and word to mother it’s nice to knowI been told I got a psychic slash sniper flow (that’s dangerous!)I’m the shit, shit I should rock a diaper yoNo homo though, a few things I’d like to know (what?)Like who the best, who the worst, who the greatest is?Who needs some work in the hood, what’s the latest and….We rock foreign cars, spaceship modern taste »Trailer load », lot of thanks, « Shabba Ranks »Ed Moffa gang, don’t forget the Kuffa GangWho got the bluest chain, two coupes moving lanes?….IT’S THE SET BABAAAAY! Disrespect……We pull tecs, live….IN THE FLESH BABAAAAY!Beefing you want it, get deep and I done itImma smack you with a c-note since you keep a hunnedHa Ha….Blood Debiase, skully, beef and brocolli’sOnly manero you know that could compete with papiThat’s Jaffe, yeah Jaffe JoeY’all « Sloppy Joe », 10 4 copy ho![HOOK]Y’ALL CAN’T LIVE HIS LIFE….Y’ALL CANT LIIIIIIIIIIIVE HIS LIIIIFE!Y’ALL CAN’T LIVE HIS LIFE….Y’ALL CANT LIIIIIIIIIIIVE HIS LIIIIFE!Y’ALL CAN’T LIVE HIS LIFE….Y’ALL CANT LIIIIIIIIIIIVE HIS LIIIIFE!Y’ALL CAN’T LIVE HIS LIFE….Y’ALL CANT LIIIIIIIIIIIVE HIS LIIIIFE![Cam’Ron: Verse 2]I’m in the Zoo every night Bcome through in the white tee, iceyBut watch wifey…. »oooh I Think She Like Me »I own liquor, fast money can’t come finerMe and Jim sold more Sizzurp (Syrup) than Aunt Jemima!Get what we want, Albuquerque to V-MontChi-town, Ohio, back to East TreemontDiddy bop in Frinks, cop a army jacketBack to the crib…get my army ratchet (ready for war!)Mac milly clips, black act silly dickHat clapped, cat face looking like a Philly splitControl the baddest bitties, « Strokers » to « Magic City »I’ll stroke her, poke her, provoke her, grab her tittiesGet crucially crucial, hit the « Pool Palace » »112 », « Visions », see my dude AliceD.I.P, V.I.P, where we post upGirls Going Wild, shiiit put them ropes up!Don’t act boo believe me I’ll smack youNow nice girls come on and let the trap throughMy ice varies, canaries in the rawI got nigga’s shook, hands scary when they formAnd…. »I Be, I Be, I Be On That Kryptonite »Mami mami her lips are white, ooh she sucking dick tonightNow hit the crew off Drama, Duke Da GodShe want the head like Dahmer, mama stupid hard[HOOK]Y’ALL CAN’T LIVE HIS LIFE….Y’ALL CANT LIIIIIIIIIIIVE HIS LIIIIFE!Y’ALL CAN’T LIVE HIS LIFE….Y’ALL CANT LIIIIIIIIIIIVE HIS LIIIIFE!Y’ALL CAN’T LIVE HIS LIFE….Y’ALL CANT LIIIIIIIIIIIVE HIS LIIIIFE!Y’ALL CAN’T LIVE HIS LIFE….Y’ALL CANT LIIIIIIIIIIIVE HIS LIIIIFE!