Can I Live

CHORUS

Can I Live?

Hell yeah but you still gon die

Cmon nigga you a thug

But I'm still gon cry

And you done learned off experience

I'm still gon ride

They kill me, you gon kill them?

I still got pride

Can I Live?

Hell yeah but you still gon die

Cmon nigga you a thug

But I'm still gon cry

And you done learned off experience

I'm still gon ride

They kill me, you gon kill them?

I still got pride

[Jadakiss]

Yo now I done said everything I could possibly say

Ask them niggas in your camp is you hotter than J. A.

D.A.K.I. two S's

A true message

Y'all better wear a few vesses

Live pussies

Bout to be dead dicks

I pack guns that shoot through schools the red bricks

And just because you mighta seen me on the award show

I'm still in the hood nigga gettin raw dough

And later on tonight I might be hittin your hoe

And I got more money so I'm coppin more dro

Everything I said I meant B

Y'all gon tempt me

To rob y'all spend your whole stash on my empties

Mwa yours truly

Can't do nothing to me

Think you Scarface but you aint see the end of the movie

I'm the type of nigga that'll take 5 cakes

Turn em into 5 acres

Faster than 5 lakers

Lay back, get high, tote my gun around

Throw a string on the pony so I can tote my son around

[Sheek]

Ay yo

The path I walk is filled

Who the fuck won't I kill

Thin as that line down the hundred that you can tell if it's real

Smooth as Sinatra

You can tell by my pops that I'm street

Fuck the forecast I'll let you know what day'll be heat

See I recruit smart niggas will hunt

No dumb niggas

Who will kill over money not bitches like some niggas

I think marketable

Fuck y'all niggas who stay bummin

I'm that nigga sellin pills at all of Howard homecomings

If you get high I got weed

And if you get drunk I got vodka

And if you want base I got popcorn like Orville Reddenbacher

See I'm bullseye

I empty my bananna in your bandanna

First try

Never will my bullets miss a vick

I use one to do a hit

On some professional shit

Bitch

(Ha that's crazy)

CHORUS

[Kasino]

Outta three-fourths of them niggas who cross your path

Minus them half ass who talk fast and finish last

Who gon get his cash

Turn to his man and give him half

Cock the hammer back

Stood by his side and didn't dash

When the charge is federal

And they fingerprint his ass

Who can he trust to be

Front of the judge screamin it's just me

It must be

More than just a nigga love

Make em do five joints no contact without givin his niggas up

Give his keys to his truck

Wish his niggas luck

Call it's best fit suggested that she let his niggas fuck

Fingerfuck them figures up

No parole

Bigger truck

Kasino is that name big enough

Nigga what

[Styles]

You wouldn't bust your gat wit me

If you never sat wit me

Lit up a sack wit me

Or hustle some crack wit me

Came through the cipher bow down and spat wit me

Hopped up the truck and gave niggas daps wit me

You never laugh wit me

Never went half wit me

Never been through the struggle never felt the wrath wit me

Never slept on the same floor or

Hit the same whore

Ran up in the same store

Or with the same four

Blood thicker than water

Only in certain cases

You need water to live you learn that in the basics

Better cherish your aces

Bullets in the faces

Of the jokers

We laugh at fire nigga we smokers

Sittin on the sofa

Puffin the hash nigga we focused

Why lie I die where the coke is

CHORUS TO END