we belong In this life I don't wanna run away I don't wanna sacrifice Say you'll be here with me You could give me the strength to carry on In this life
To see Donald-D's ultimate Superfly ride It was black, it was low, cost twice that of my Porsche A Testarossa Ferrari, convertible of course It purred like a jet
and stare Livin' my life is just so hard to do Makin' deals a million one or two Buyin' new cars for my entire crew Matching Ferrari's, E's black, mine
I Talking] Ay my nigga I'm the type of stars and stripes you know what I'm saying, you come fuck with me on that bullshit you'll be seeing Stars and Stripes
This is the life, nigga that's the life Guns n' roses mafia proses Briefcase money, hot cars, and hot clothes This is the life, nigga that's the life
[Chorus] What happens when you get involved? N-ggas start telling lies (start telling lies) Both wanna be involved But loves like suicide Now that your
, wonderin' when they could cop shit First lady, Ruff Ryder, honey got the hot shit Star-bound, money now, for jet-black drop shit Eve guarantee, betcha' niggaz wanna pop this
handle this Pimping ain't no easy thing And some of these chicks are scandalous But I'm a player and I say I gotta be the man for this, I love you I
In White Im in All Black It's About To Get Real Grimmy So Somebody say Dj Pull Up The Track Ow Shut This Down Aint Hear Nothing Like This Since Pow
'll be your blood we mopping Talk about that major flavor, keyed up, cut like a razor Lyrically I stake and bake ya, you can see I get that paper Wear jet black
tour bus full of old guitars My own star on Hollywood Boulevard Somewhere between Cher And James Dean is fine for me (So how you gonna do it?) I'm gonna trade this life
yo' paper proper in Savanna If life's a bitch..I gotta have her Whateva! Ain't shit gonna work unles we all work together. [chorus 2] In this cold world
cuz man kills An' still, cats visualize life ghetto like Born mind, sometime these cats see life Street life incomplete light an' be like I'm a live life after this
(Yo Son, this person's all on your shit) Nah what's this? (Nigga Nas tried to commit, yeah word em up) Not that nigga, not that nigga that nigga's too
Black solidarity day, arrest sentence Lookin' at the moon he starts his coming soon High like my man, c'mon give me the fame This flame is so bright,
the girls are still pretty A child looks in the mirror, yeah, to see my life clearer All I see is ghetto keys to this jet black coke gram Nine eleven
's left his home And his Beatles records and the Rolling Stones This boy is staying acoustic There's Seeger singing in his heart He hopes his songs will somehow start
all you need with the caramel skin, Phat lucious lickable lips In a jet black b*tch, Stackin' ends, fulfillin' dreams Makin' life complete, Come take a journey with this
