Bad Azz

Bad Azz - This Life Of Mine lyrics

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Intro:
 [Bad Azz]
 Hennesy
 Freeride in the house
 Busta Ass
 [Kastro]
 Outlawz
 [Bad Azz]
 Outlawz hooked up with that nigga Bad Azz
 Makin' cash, motherfucker
 [Prince Ital Joe]
 See them runnin,
 fuck up us by them thug life control
 How should the thugster
 Must be in the area
 Outlaw does the law
 Dept on the gangsta
 When's Ital Joe in the ruff spot ya
 Verse 1:
 [Napolean]
 Well since a young age
 I'll been thugged out till the fullest
 Niggas strap now
 You don't want me dead
 Gimme that, I'll bet I'll pull it
 Cause since a young age
 I been starvin'
 Niggas say hungry
 Fuck around with the lonely
 You couldn't fuck around with the phony
 In this life I lead
 Nigga hustle
 At a crack speed and I dig greed
 Fuck makin' friends respectfully
 I will cry for you at your murder scene
 This Napolean
 But he got quick, don't strike first, it's on again
 In the shoe son
 On the stash son
 At least pretend he born away
 This Outlawz, thug don't see
 Fuck around you when I see
 Your family, all the century
 Matter of fack bitch only mention me
 I'm comatosed
 I'm stretched out on the Westcoast till the fullest
 At a overdose of bullets
 And tell your bitch ass, shall pull it
 You shouldn't fuck around
 With the wrong Niggas
 At the wrong time
 At the wrong place
 You shouldn't fuck with some Outlawz
 Bad Boy killers
 Puffy erasers
 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 jellow, heart full of yellow
 You thugged out, all bugged out
 And can't settle
 Word up
 That's worth to me and all I love
 My dick's stuck in the dirt
 Fuckin' the world and can't bust
 Back to the lab
 Back to the bed
 Born oven
 You's a fag
 Movin' fast
 Happy ass, gone lucky
 Picture this
 A Nigga get blissed to remeniss
 Fuck a ho
 Fuck her slow
 Put a strong in a stramp
 It's me
 Drunk as can be, on a humble
 I piss shit and shit piss
 Fuck till my dick crumble
 My life, full of the worst
 To imagine
 Me in struggle like a magnet
 Outlaw ill savage
 My time
 Step on the grind, wouldn't mind
 My life full of late nights
 My time wont provide
 Chorus: x2
 [Bad Azz]
 This life of mine
 Were only time on my side till I die
 Gettin' high,
 waste of time
 Livin' blind by the light
 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 the custom my kind are
 They label me a plot
 Well Am I supposed to let 'em ride on
 End on drippin' blood
 Like Salaam and I would
 It's the wild, wild Westside
 Best to recollect
 Collect your toys
 Try not to get too high
 Off the laundry
 Cause the crime seen to be you
 Pride to the fight
 You was yappin'
 Now you see through
 I fillst the evil
 As soon as I enter the section
 But I'm a renegade
 Made of the days I remember
 Ment to only live my life strife free
 But Niggas like me
 Want mo' hood
 So we kick in the do'
 Screamin' Outlawz
 We outsmart hoes
 With Bad Azz fo' sho
 Get yours
 Get the fuck off
 And flow
 Verse 4:
 [Young Noble]
 Yo
 I'm hardly livin'
 A Nigga pushin' that I should be in
 Stuck in hole
 The world put me in
 Shiverin'
 They sayin' thugs ain't citizens
 In the civilized world among us
 So world hunger
 If they could
 They take the world from us
 And who I mean by they, teachers
 Who don't believe in his students
 Preachers who take the money
 And turns folks us to use 'em
 Crooked cops who blast Niggas
 For thinkin' guns from ruthless
 Politicians and bad lords,
 knowin' their motherfucking choosers
 Who the fuck they done to roof us
 They made a Nigga snap
 With bigger gaps and quicker raps
 A Nigga nasty perhaps
 Brief pass me the strap
 Either the Glock or one of the Gauges
 Tryin' to stab me or not
 On a plot or rockin' stages
 Pac raised us
 Soldier never let fuckin' cops cage us
 Sayin' we all lost souls
 And they can't save us
 Son is outrages
 A faded ass like Noble
 Sayin' Outlawz is no more
 Thinkin' we all got killed
 But we been on the day
 Motherfucker since you was on me
 Fuck you
 Heads or tails get on the green
 [Prince Ital Joe]
 In the murder you try,
 but you can't stop her
 This is out the youth
 Nobody here will die
 Verse 5:
 [Bad Azz]
 Occupation sayin' Occupie
 Rockin' high rhymes while you jockin' mine
 Cockin' nine up in these times
 Ain't no stoppin' mine
 Keep in mind
 You can find the streets' greedy thugs
 Heat takes souls away
 It's no love
 Drugs help me cope with no hope
 It's like stressin'
 Smoke a sassin
 Can't find no bomb dope
 Continue to pear
 For steppin' with conceal weapons
 Catchin' cases is in
 In off the cell that you sleapped in
 Lowlifes and big bold letters
 Locked up
 A half a key rocked up
 I had your ass shot up
 I keep dust kicked up
 And that's another how you fuck wheels
 Born to cause luck
 These Outlawz they too much
 Rust to the front
 And get touched
 And it was sluts who hit ya
 Go tell 'em
 Suck dick and tap
 It's the only thing we sell 'em
 Catch bullets as they hell 'em
 And guess what
 Nigga I stay bailin', yellin'
 Rider die
 Get richer stay high
 In this life of mine
 Gone were I don't care, I don't care
 [Prince Ital Joe]
 Gunshots
 They tell 'em you go ruff
 Gangsta
 Buck, buck
 (?)
 Cause it's like respecting
 Respect in every aspect,
 that gone to be a suspect
 Fuck, fuck
 Gunshots
 [Outlawz]
 Outlawz
 What you think about ridin'
 You see
 Here
 We over here
 Thug Pound rock
 Fo sho
 They never quit
 Bad Azz
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Language: English

Appearing on: Word on tha Streets (1998)

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