Artist: 2Pac f/ Dogg Pound
Album:  Hit 'Em Up 2: The Album
Song:   This Life I Lead


2PAC:
I want money in large amounts, my garage full of cars that bounce
Movin' my takes a major way, cause every dollar counts
Bustas is jelous and half these nigas is punks
They runnin' off at the mouth til I fill up with my pump
They jump, my automatic keep 'em weary
While you frontin' like you really bad-ass, nigga you scary
I been knowin' you for years, we was high school peers
In Jr.High, I was itchin' to kill while you was ready to die
While you bullshittin', niggas was dyin' and catchin' cases
Bustin' my automatic at niggas in foreign places
Leavin' no trace, they see my face and then 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 to cry and muthafuckas die
It's not the way I wanna live, my niggas this out it is
Homie got into a fight last night they killed his kids

chorus

Kastro:
I stop and think, rollin' a philly up, full of dank
Pourin' it remainin' of my remey mark down of sank
Thanks to get dressed, grab my strp incase I'm test
Chronic and stress await the bitch to clean the mess
Wishin' I was sober, fucked up with a hangover
The homie just released so the whole world came over (WESTSIDE!!!!)
So we rolled, blast and piecin' up on dime bags
Mackin' in the livin' room shakin' that ass
Talkin' fast to hoes,we pros at what we do
It's poppin' once we get this bitch full of brew
I think some shit, my crack so we strapped and on thick
Swervin' niggas I see who ain't invited to this shit
Give a fuck the life I live
That's how it is fuck around be cryin' missin' ya kids
My destiny in this muthafuckin' game
It's easy to get rich or die

chorus

Dat Nigga Daz:
When you see Dat Nigga Daz, they say I'm dangerous
In this strange world we live just don't give a fuck
I mean I stroke with the intentions cuttin' like I'm suppose to
My job is to protect and rob you
Who hold the genious, be the luck, Death Row be just breathin'
He just gotta get served til none is left breathin'
What I'm achievin' smockin' weed and fuckin' hoes
Ain't goin' nowhere no man is gonna strive, be on a stroll
I gotta make it happen everyday and all day
I gotta make my hustle and come back with with big pay
Put up the spot late creatin' workers when I touch down
Who got my back when they put the attack down
So I lay out cold, petrified, terryfied, barely alive
Come again with my niggas start to ride
With th Outlaws and Pounders, blast, I'm clownin' on three
Nigga you my muthafucken enemy

chorus

Kurupt:
Tell a dome, where it's on, from sellin' dope, coke to crack
Young Gotti in it to party from the back
Instant pay, I gots to do it my way, this go and swerve on the highway
Cause the spots on from Monday to Friday
Nigga try me, I like the Intaca and Ty Weed
Define me, Youn Gotti, when I be high as the sky be
Murder, homicide, be ready to rupture
Makin' moves to touch ya, dissassemble ya whole structure
I make money cause that's all I know how to make
That's all I learned when I was young, no hesitation or mistake
I see a pot filled with nothing but rocks and knots
Midnight complextion glocks to shake spots
Do my people so they already assume I live illegal
But they assume too soon
I got a tree for every bitch on the street
I role with beat, I got a problem, I got a fixation for heat

Chorus(til fade)


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