To my huh, we all we got Let's hold it down though, However gon' go down This what we deal with y'know? Yo
It's the life we chose, where friends become And the dough'll get you killed quicker you know is the life we chose, bring fake snakes and hoes And the way out is death or goin' broke
the life we chose, ain't too many happy endings That's why there ain't too many happy in it And admit it, this life is fucked up but yo, but yo life is the only life I know
Gold bathtubs, makin' love to my Get my rubbed, Chardonnay, rollin' up green Statues, marble floors, rare on my wall My lifestyle's like the Forbes
Closets, of rockets and submachines Take this nigga out the projects and his thug Yo we cruise past lights, ill rides Mr. Child both coasts with the loud toast
roast y'all folks, keep y'all dyin' 'Cause it's to fuck around when we dealin' with science My enemies got money, so should watch how I play it They never know we enemies until they me say it
Till they kid's on the phone sayin', "Please, pay it" Till they brain's on the floor, mixed on the High-class elegance, you or you hiss You go against you'd rather on an electrical fence
It's strategic, how these niggaz you to think be surprised, who'd be the one to put you to sleep Why you stink? Yo, streets don't allow you to blink You get showered by lead, comin' out with mink Bow ties and tuxedos, Eagles
Dump drugs and acid, then rush with the Rico It's hard fuckin' with niggaz you you can trust You a if your main bitch is easy to fuck And you've got money, is hoes greedy or what? is devious, ex-friends wantin' you stuck
It's the we chose, where friends become foes And the dough'll get you killed quicker you know This is the life we chose, fake snakes and hoes And the only way out is death or goin'
This the we chose, ain't too many happy endings That's why there ain't too many niggaz in it And admit it, this life is fucked up but yo This life is the only life I
Uhh, love when you don't give your man enough dough? He stick you What's love, you got Nobody rollin' wit you What's love, you locked up, and family don't care Is love a four-letter word, that deceives the
What's real, when you your man's girl is a hoe And you don't even let him know, 'cause you her befo' real, when you talk behind a man's back Then you see him and give him dap, now explain
trust, when they separate your case When you at court date, your co-de', can't look in your face What's trust, when you keep your wife from your man? And he never crossed you but you claimin' fam'?
trust, when you get bust, your niggaz don't retaliate? They blaze purple haze with 'em the day? God forbid one of my get hit, I'ma go haywire hesitate, I'ma spray fire
But everybody's different, you know how you react Till you in that position, and that's an actual The of men change as time goes on, who's wrong? You was hungry when you stuck Duke, he came back to you
Who's Foul all your life, now you 90 On your deathbed you regret grimy lust, a bust nut? What's a thug? A ghetto child raised drugs, till he's old enough to bust slugs?
what's jail, to rehabilitate or to make a nigga worse When he come to catch another case? Life's decisions, you choose it, you gotta live it You did it, heaven or or prison
Who knows when your stop tickin', get your weight up Save up before over neighbor, I told ya You gettin' older player, look at who gave up
It's the life we chose, where become foes And the dough'll get you quicker than you know is the life we chose, bring fake snakes and hoes And the way out is death or goin' broke
This the life we chose, too many happy endings That's why there ain't too many happy in it And I'll it, this life is fucked up but yo This life is the only I know