smoked Life trap get crossed up by them dog hoes Like shit get masked out over dog hoes Really doe Bullet holes be so big Innocent bystanders get hit even little kids
Fulfillin' dreams, goin' to the top nigga Don't playa hate cuz we'll still hit'cha block nigga Baby Gangsta ain't nothin' nice A young nigga trigga happy that'll put it in your life
the world go round Southside, money make the world go round Some people want nothin out of life And some people want it all Some people ain't livin life
the room a Colgate grin I'm in the Spurs throwback with the old gray Timbs [50 Cent:] You know how many people listening to Funkmaster Flex? [Verse 3: Tony Yayo] Life
Still here, still here, after all these fucking years Where did you go? Still here, sincere, after all these fucking years Where did you go? To all the new kids
to save us, rich kids to street cats We live and preach that Word homie, read that Today we do rep Him and use records to reach cats [Verse 3:] We cliqued
unerklarlichem Wege, schaffen es die akkustischen Signale dieses Musikstucks auf ihr Nervensystem zuzugreifen. Normalerweise ist dieses Musikstuck kalibriert auf 3
: [1] Come on come on I see no changes wake up in the morning and I ask myself is life worth living should I blast myself? I'm tired of bein' poor &
but still we slave (In the nine tre') Answer that then answer this too- Loves gonna get ya you know it's true life's a bitch true You best to backtrack
life Staying strapped forever trapped in this drug life God help me, cause I'm starvin, can't get a job So I resort to violent robbings, my life is
s gone the father become a dangerous man Ain't crazy or deranged I'm sane [I'm sane] But when these kids go to spray him Boy I won't be playin' But
the rest die Victims of my lethal chrome cannon, Westside Though it's worldwide no one can deny my views Tracked it to my very fabric once the plastic blew Five shots changed my whole life
youth We make music for eternity, forever the truth Political prisoner, the two choices that they givin us Ride or die, for life they sentence us Oh
kids and people that are innocent That died young At Columbine High Rest in Peace (Oklahoma) Outlawz Lil' young Xzandafer Tasha, all them All the fallen kids
, to raise em up? R U Still Down, to raise em up? Remember me (repeat 3X) R U Still Down, to raise em up? R U Still Down, to raise em up? Remember me (repeat 3
Tell em bout it.) Last year was hard. But life goes on. Hold my head against the wall. Learn the right from wrong. They say my ghetto intrumental, Dextrimental to kids
blows at tha po pos breakin they nails screamin loud goin all out Damn I did You stayed locked down at moms house watchin tha kids, thru tha whole bid
I wonder why this the way it is, even now Lookin out for these killer kids, cause they wild Bill Clinton can you recognize a nigga representin Doin twenty to life
