Nigga 4 Life

[Bad Azz]

We confined to these wordly ways, it's unchanging

The money makes, murder the kids, and gangbangin

The stock market crashed, they watchin my black ass

You pop em for fast cash so we dies over dollars

Get wise hold the knowledge, we rides know the choices

The key to the future, the devil he wanna shoot ya

Fuck em they call us niggs I'm tryin to make a livin

Do some touchin, you know I'm pretty good with the bustin

Trustin nothin you can buy if your money in discretion

We'll beat you and car jacks and leave you wit a concussion

We the gang, we mash and blast and maintain

Still the same, just fuckin wit a brand new thang

Bang, bang, take that, nigga 'fore we skirt out

Aint gotta say shit already put the word out

Ya heard how the thang goes down around us

We playas, so haters can't clown around us

On point, big fat blunts and joints

And get drunk, this cold world, they aint givin a fuck

About you livin let alone you livin it up

Niggas is stuck, I'm tryin to keep my head above water

Not stressed about dyin for a quarter in a shorter

My time get the heart of my rhymes, get a nigga get better with time

And wonderin how I'm goin by, can't help it in the heat of the

Heartless hood, it's all good

CHORUS: Snoop Dogg

You's a nigga when you born, a nigga when you dyin

Nigga quit lyin you's a nigga for life

You's a nigga when you ridin, a nigga when you sidin

Nigga quit tryin you's a nigga for life

You can paint your face and change your nose and buy new clothes

But you know what...

You cant change who the fuck you are

You's a motherfucking nigga for life

[Goldie Loc]

It's all sowed up, in the LBC

Bitches breakin bread when they see the lil ass gee

I keeps my finga on the trigga cuz I'm down for this bangin shit

Quick to do it for the cause bitch I smash for my dogs

So don't get close to my nine

Cuz if you do you in store to see your nigga do the crime

Sirens goin off, niggas bowin down

Now you know about to rip gut fools ready to clown

Nigga fuck you bitches, and you hoes and you sluts

You tricks don't know what the fuck's up

On the eastside we ride, nigga 24 / 9

Tryin to keep my hands on somethin nigga at all times

Ready for war now that my pockets got bigger

You other fools die when I ride for my niggas

Cuss, bust, and fuss and kick up dust

What you laughin at nigga don't get your bitch ass rushed

CHORUS

[Tray Deee]

As a child I was wild as fuck, and down to dump

And kept a sawed off brown to pump

And my reputation never takin time to thank

Role models, holdin bottles, as we ride and drink

Livin right and plottin how to come up off the bottom

Black stockings in our pockets and I pocket profits

Fuck a school, I tuck a tool and start steppin

First lesson, aint no question, you gotta have protection

Sheets on the streets showin niggas defeats

And most beef don't cease 'til the trigga release

Livin hard, givin scars, gettin noise from hustlin

Slangin gangbangin run a game in musslin

Trustin nothin, sayin fuck it is the slogan

Everywhere we go we off the chronic and the potion

>From the ocean to the city to the valley to the bay

Niggas on the mission for the cabbage every day

Cutthroats, gunsmoke, dope and hoes

What controls niggas souls on the streets I roll

Bold letters think the gangs where I bang is at

Saints, Cowboys, Steelers and Raider hats

Though I know we all the same no matter what we claim

If you a nigga you a nigga and that aint gon change

We love Martin Luther King but respected Malcolm

Cuz he didn't give a fuck about the outcome

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