This Life I Lead

In this motherfuckin life I lead, sheeit

Hella motherfuckin roadblocks and crooked cops

We still ride though, what side?

West side

I want money in large amounts, my garage full of cars that bounce

Movin my tapes in major weight cause every dollar counts

Bustas is jealous and half these niggaz is punks

They runnin off at the mouth 'til I fill it up with my pump

They jump, my automatic keep 'em wary

Why you frontin like you really bad-ass, nigga you scary

I been knowin you for years, we was high school peers, in junior high

I was itchin to kill, and you was, ready to die

Why you bullshittin, niggaz was dyin and catchin cases

Bustin my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places

Leavin no trace, they see my face and they buried

Them bitches die in a hurry, still I ride, I'm never worried

Mr. Makaveli tell me to ride, and I'ma ride

Pick my enemies out the crowd, and motherfuckers die

It's not the way I wanna live, my nigga it's how it is

Homey got into a fight last night, that killed his kids

In this life I lead, fiend for currency, get high off weed

Collect G's make my enemies bleed

When you see me nigga holla my set, and watch 'em ride

Outlaw motherfuckers 'til we die, in this life I lead

Fiend for currency, get high off weed

Collect G's make my enemies bleed

When you see me nigga holla my set, and watch 'em ride

Outlaw motherfuckers 'til we die, in this life I lead

I ain't a killer but don't push me dawg

For the family I'll send that ass straight to God (whatchu doin nigga?)

In this life I lead, I seen the most of my twenty-three years

My vision is blurry, the money is clear

Some of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah nigga)

And when Nob' on the road, I'm extremely cautious

(Westside nigga, you know how we do it)

It happen that fast, split second you gone

At the top of my tombstone put "Nob' was raw"

Outlaw 'til I'm under the floor

For Kadafi the Prince I stack dough like I clocked all the bricks

With a watch on my wrist dawg, I know the time these days

We Outlawz, we gon' die this way (NIGGA)

We already in the history books, 'Pac made sure of that

Whatever you took, we takin it back

You know it's all for the foundation

Outlawz we still buildin the Thug Nation, holla at ya homey

It ain't nuttin but in-between nuts, oxygen is gettin hot

Got a problem ol' fag-ass nigga, kick rocks

(censored) on the phone and that nigga talkin crazy

I don't know, who to blame, him or (censored) killin babies

I'm a New Jerz' Devil, the street, creative rebel

Only got one, shot to produce on every level

This is bags I must, go the max I must

Nigga I came from not much, so money I clutch

Uh-uh, Napoleon the strength of the strong-arm

When they think they was in the right I prove they movin wrong

I'm a, hardcore, product of the ghetto

Been blessed with a show, to equal my (damn)

I maneuver, in the right lane, quick to push back brains

Switchin to the left lane I'm playin my hands

And I'm plottin on the fortune, it's gettin hot and scorchin

I'm diggin like a scorpion that torture they enemies

Now with this Outlaw lifestyle that I been introduced ta

Money and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer (wassup Kurupt?)

Steady seducin us and now I'm all for it

This the, life for me and the law can't spoil it (right)

So you can call it what the fuck you want

But I'ma ballin alcholic with a sawed-off pump (nigga!)

My momma ain't raised no punk; and neither did 'Pac

So when it jump off, I breathe for Yak'

Been puttin in work, so I walk with a bop

And it ain't safe at home, so I sleep with a glock (no mistakes)

Thug livin, uhh, what the fuck'd be better?

I do my dirt with the family so we dyin together

We on a mission fo' mo', gangsta shit on you hoes

We ain't fuckin with you most just crooks and niggaz about they flow

Tryin to live Godzilla

E.D.I. went from a bad boy, to an anybody killer

Look out, wanted man, guns in hand

Stand firm, nuts and my pride, now let's burn

Bound to the fam goin down swingin

Holdin my ground and we the last ones breathin

Won't stop until we even deep in the trenches

So many killings it's senseless

So in this life I lead, I stay protected

By God, my squad, and this thing in my palm

Now all my hustlin motherfuckers, get your money, sing along

This motherfuckin life I lead nigga

You know what time it is

Westside, Death Row (Dogg Pound) e'rybody killer

Bad Boy killer, killer (Thug Life, Death Row)

E'rybody killer, fuck all y'all niggaz

If it ain't Westside nigga it ain't poppin, that's on my momma