| Oh yeah I’m talkin' 'bout you
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| From birth to what you represent now
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| It’s the truth, life on earth, it was Heaven sent down
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| It’s just a test so he can see if you can live beyond the clouds
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| Behind the pearly gates, behind the swirly hate
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| I wanna get a chance to stroll on them golden rolls
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| But how can you dance?, the Devil’s holdin' on your soul
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| See it’s never what it looks like, it’s always what it is
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| Me, I’m great, and I’ma help make the future for the kids
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| I await with lots of faith to see what it really is
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| And everybody wanna know about this Row run-in
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| I told Ray J «fuck Suge», he got the message
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| Now he mad like «Bad Azz, watch when we catch him»
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| I ran into him with his snakes and +Spyder+'s, they got beside us
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| Put they hands on Bad, I got ambitionz of a ridah
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| And Pac died fuckin' with you caught up in this game
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| Shit, everybody know it, they just all scared to say shit
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| Kurupt a fuckin' trader, he betrayed his country
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| I could really get started but I don’t think you niggas want me
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| I’m talkin' 'bout you, I’m talkin' 'bout hate
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| I’m talkin' 'bout crime, I’m talkin' 'bout my life
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| Talkin' 'bout them, talkin' 'bout sin
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| Talkin' 'bout me, (I'm talkin' 'bout my life)
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| Who’s really the bad guy?, who’s ready to die?, really, c’mon
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| Tell me what’s the price of livin' life freely
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| Never could I switch and change, I love the homies
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| Never could I snitch and leave the gang, fortune and fame
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| I’d rather be broke with my teammates, than rich with snakes
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| And still feel good and be respected through every hood
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| Look like you asked yourself
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| Don’t you know fuckin' with the Devil bad for your health?
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| But Lord it look like they don’t see
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| Wanna self-destruct, go ahead, that’s where you’re headed for bucks
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| Sell your soul, just watch where you go, no luck
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| Yeah these +Streetz Iz A Mutha+, the whole world’s +Kurupt+
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| When the homies done lovin' you’ll feel all alone, the love’s gone
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| To me, it seems strange how the game is gone
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| Bustas yellin' «ride or die», heart showin' they true size
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| Blowin' dick like a bitch to get chips
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| How many licks do it take to get rich?
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| And if you really callin' shots around here
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| The homie Bad woulda never got jumped on around here
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| But now we know where your heart lay, don’t try to conversate
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| And play slick like we gon' let that bullshit slide
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| I’m talkin' 'bout you, I’m talkin' 'bout hate
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| I’m talkin' 'bout crime, I’m talkin' 'bout my life
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| Talkin' 'bout them, talkin' 'bout sin
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| Talkin' 'bout me, (I'm talkin' 'bout my life)
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| It’s been a minute since I first came in here
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| To win it I knew I had to watch myself around you snakes from the beginning
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| Never took my eyes off of the game, since I’ve been in it
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| You could rap but can’t fuck with a thang that I be spittin'
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| I’m a man, I’ma ride for myself until I’m dead
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| And you foolish if you think I won’t shoot you in the head
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| I ain’t never had a friend like Pac
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| And don’t we all wish that other motherfucker in the car got shot?
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| See everybody on Death Row just waitin' to die
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| It’s like — sell your soul to Simon and just get in the line
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| I ain’t one to let a black cloud cover my shine
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| I’m like Edison, I keep a bright light in my mind
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| They didn’t — break my spirit, I just stay with my nine
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| And I don’t own no vest 'cause God blessin' my life
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| And what’s real, I live the truth for the rest of my life
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| And I’ll kill you, that’s real, you keep testin' my life
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| I’m talkin' 'bout you, I’m talkin' 'bout hate
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| I’m talkin' 'bout crime, I’m talkin' 'bout my life
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| Talkin' 'bout them, talkin' 'bout sin
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| Talkin' 'bout me, (I'm talkin' 'bout my life) |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Talkin' Bout U (Mi Life), artist - Bad Azz. Album song Executive Decision (Business. Nothing Personal), in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп