how the good life's supposed to be The good life for you, for me Well I don't mind saying This is how the good life's supposed to be The good life for
Übersetzung: Cracker. The Good Life.
: [feat. GoonRock] [Chorus:] We came here to party (ROCK!) We didn't come here to fight I said: "Grab ourselves a bottle" A toast to the good life
im getto Niggaz hate when you to good But when you broke Your friends and your enemy's They love you Chi-Chi get the Yayo Picture me being crack out of
Timbs [50 Cent:] You know how many people listening to Funkmaster Flex? [Verse 3: Tony Yayo] Life is full of greed and envy Scared dudes'll start So if you doin' good
When it came to you Never good at showing What you mean to me Here's my last chance To set my mind at ease And all the times you slipped Between the cracks
prevail? Fearing jail but crack sales got me livin' well In a sense I'm suicidal with this thug's life Staying strapped forever trapped in this drug life
lessons as a thug in these wicked ass hood fights But I'm a baller now, nigga, I live the good life [Chorus] This is the good life, fuck my foes God
you label me a criminal And if I die, I wonder if heaven got a ghetto Chorus Verse Two: 2Pac Here on Earth, tell me what's a blick life worth A bottle
free I can't take what she offers me And this is how the world could be This is how the world should be Feels good to be back on the streets Cause I know
's been good to me *2 [Eboni Foster] I don't care what it did to them The game's been good to me [Lady Levi] Oh, you tink life is yours? Life ain't na
and a uzi but all good things don't last task came fast, and busted my black ass coolen in tha pen, where tha goods kept now my little brother wants ta
a rida Say I'm a rida [VERSE 1] They putting presure on me son they want me to snap End up like X and whitney in my mansion smokin crack I'm parrionoid
tape on my trait old handle The women on my life bring confusion shit SO like Nino from New Jack, I'll have to cancel that bitch Look at me, this is the life
back, crew [Verse 1] Here's a taste of my life, its bitter and sweet I put my heart out to the sounds of the drums and the beat I put my life on the
m ghetto Niggas hate when you do good But when you broke, your friends and your enemies They love you, they love you "Cheche, get the YAYO" Picture me being crack
Sunny days wouldn't be special, if it wasn't for rain Joy wouldn't feel so good, if it wasn't for pain Death gotta be easy, 'cause life is hard It'll
I don't throw gang signs But I'm a gangsta to the core so I stay with a nine Think all I do is rap, then you don't know me good Have Smurf hangin out
