This Life Of Mine

Bad Azz & Outlawz & Prince Ital Joe - Rap, West Coast Rap
This Life Of Mine
4 Plays
Duration: 4:01
Lyrics
[Intro: Bad Azz, Napoleon & Kastro] Hennesy Check it, fuck them niggas We ride or die Bangers in the house Buster Ass niggas Outlawz This Outlawz, hooked up with that nigga Bad Azz Makin' cash, motherfucker [Bridge: Prince Ital Joe] See them runnin for cover Bad Azz hot like gun powder Ashes and dust Them out in to clear the area Outlaw that's killa Dead by the gangsta Prince Ital Joe we are the ras mobsta [Verse 1: Napoleon] Well since a young age I've been thugged out to the fullest Nigga strapped now, you don't want that Gimme a gat, I'll bet I'll pull it Cause since a young age I've been starvin' Niggas say hungry Fucked around with the lonely Couldn't fuck around with the phony In this life I lead A Nigga hustle at a crack speed and I think greed Fuck making friends let's make 'em bleed I will cry for you at your murder scene, this Napoleon Better duck quick, gon' strike first, it's on again Better shoot some' or' smash some' At least pretend you was born to win This Outlawz, but witta C Fuck around you will not see Your family, or the century Matter of fact bitch don't even mention me I'm comatose I stretch out on the West coast to the fullest I could overdose on bullets And tell your bitch hand she'll pull it You shouldn't fuck around with the wrong niggas At the wrong time, at the wrong place You should fuck around with some Outlawz Bad Boy killers, Puffy and Ma$e [Verse 2: Kastro] I'm a soldier, sober, even when I'm over Smoked out, drunk and plus fuckin' on the sofa In the Ghetto, you jello, heart full of yellow We thugged out, all bugged out and can't settle Word up, that's word to me and all I love My dick's stuck in the dirt, fuckin' the world, can't budge Back to the lab, back to the bad, born ugly You's a fag, movin' fast, happy ass, go lucky Picture this a nigga get blitzed to reminisce Bump a ho, fuck her slow, put the strong in the strength It's me drunk as can be, on a humble I shit piss and piss shit, fuck till my dick crumble My life, full of the worst, to imagine Me and struggle, like a magnet, outlaw ill savage My time, stuck on the grind, wantin' mine My life full of late nights, my time won't rewind Fuck y'all [Prince Ital Joe] We're gonna bust their skull Bombaclat gunshot [Chorus: Bad Azz] This life of mine, wit' only time on my side till I die Gettin' high, waste of time, livin' blind by the lye Gettin' by, the best way I can in these times And it hurts to know my life ain't really mine This life of mine, wit' only time on my side till I die Gettin' high, waste of time, livin' blind by the lye Gettin' by, the best way I can in these times And it hurts to know my life ain't really mine [Verse 3: E.D.I] Now because of my conduct, they label me a product Well am I supposed to let 'em ride up? End up drippin' blood like saliva, nah what? It's the wild, wild West side Best to recollect, collect your thoughts Try not to get too high off the [?] Cause the crime seem to be you Pride to the fight, you was yappin' now you see through I feels the evil, as soon as I enter the center But I'm a renegade, made of the days I remember Meant to only live my life strife free But Niggas like me want mo' (Huh) So we kick in the do' Screamin' Outlawz, we outsmart hoes With Bad Azz fo' sho Get yours, get the fuck off the flow ho [Verse 4: Young Noble] Yo I'm hardly livin' in the condition that I should be in Stuck in a hole the world put me in, shiverin' They sayin' thugs ain't citizens to the civilized world among us It's a world of hunger, if they could, they'd take the world from us And who I mean by they, teachers, who don't believe in the students Preachers who take the money and church folks who misuse it Crooked cops who blast niggas For takin' guns for rugers Politicians who pass laws Knowin' the motherfucker users What the fuck they done to Rufus They made a nigga snap With bigger gats and quicker raps A nigga nasty perhaps Reef pass me the strap, either the Glock or one of the gauges Tryin' to stack me a knot, on the block or rockin' stages Pac trained us, soldier never let these fuckin' cops cage us Sayin' we all lost souls, and they can't save us Son it's outrageous I'll fade that ass like milk Sayin' Outlawz is no more Thinkin' we all got killed But we've been on the dean Motherfucker thought you was on to me Fuck you and police, I'm warrant free [Verse 5: Bad Azz] My occupation's stayin' occupied, rockin' high rhymes While you jockin' mine, cockin' nines up in these times Ain't no stoppin' mine, keep in mind Seek and find the streets' breed thugs Heats takes souls away, there's no love Drugs help me cope with no hope It's like stressin', smokin' sess, I can't find no bomb dope Get ten in the pen, for steppin' with concealed weapons Catchin' cases is in, hit up the cell that you slept in Lowlifes in big bold letters, blocked up A half a key rocked up, I had your ass shot up I keep dust kicked up and that's enough to have you fucked We was born to cause bluff These Outlawz they too much Rushed to the front and get touched You knew it was us who hit ya Go tell 'em suck dick and death Is the only thing we sell 'em Catch bullets as they hailin' And guess what? Nigga I stay bailin' Yellin' ride or die, get rich or stay high In this life of mine Going where I don't care (I don't care) [Prince Ital Joe] Gunshots They sell it to you ruff Gangsta Buck, buck Yeah Bad Azz I'm run tings seen? That's his life respect it Respect in every aspect And don't you be a suspect Buck, buck Gunshots [Outlawz & Bad Azz] O-u-t-l-a-w-z In this life we lead We over here Thug Pound riders In this life we lead Fo sho They never quit Bad Azz
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Credits
- Writers
- Outlawz
- Prince Ital Joe
- Bad Azz