| Yo whats up? |
| What you need?
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| Hmm? |
| Yeah
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| I’m out
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| Hop in the '6−3 Chevy, countin boutin the heat
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| Scapin through the streets with my niggas bumpin' hellafied beats
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| See us, niggas play for keeps, kill the strong and the weak
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| From the Eastside of Long Beach, that’s 2−1 Street
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| See we, live and die by the gun and the knife
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| And I, high as a kite, corrallin through the night
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| Ha ha, stackin' hundreds, we kept the drugs and hoes comin' (Come on)
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| Young gunnin', tortured, no need to be punished (Yeah)
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| All we have of the system is big cabbage
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| Lifestyles is lavish, livin' my life from Dallas
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| It was a challenge, livin' my life like a savage
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| To have or to not to have it or nobody can have it
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| Un-touch-able, inde-struct-able
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| Get in my way and we’re dustin you
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| As a kid this the type of shit that we dreamed of
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| Money, cars, bitches and drugs
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| I prevail, the crack sales then got in jail
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| Couldn’t post bail now my home is livin' in a cell
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| Thirty years with no parole as I grow old
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| You won’t see me on the streets til I’m 60 years old
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| Why oh why, why oh why, why oh why
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| It’s only for the money
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| Do we live in dangerous lives?
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| It’s only for the money
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| It’s just the gangsta life we live
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| Why oh why, why oh why, why oh why
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| It’s only for the money
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| Do we live in dangerous lives?
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| It’s only for the money
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| It’s just the gangsta life we live
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| It’s the A, Team, operation regime
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| Money and dreams got me hooked with schemes
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| From the Time Square walk to America’s best
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| Long Beach is the spot, got a lot of respect
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| 'Cause I’m a vet, regulate and never hesitate
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| I stay hungry so fill my plate
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| I’m just a young black nigga tryin' to flip an end
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| Five year probation, nigga fuck the pen
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| What up, Uncle Kev doin' eight upstate
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| I heard you’re benchin ten plates, knockin' out inmates
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| It’s just a way of life, nigga shootin' the dice
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| Now you hit all craps, now you payin' the price
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| Livin' the thuggish life
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| Why oh why, why oh why, why oh why
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| It’s only for the money
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| Do we live in dangerous lives?
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| It’s only for the money
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| It’s just the gangsta life we live
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| Why oh why, why oh why, why oh why
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| It’s only for the money
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| Do we live in dangerous lives?
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| It’s only for the money
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| It’s just the gangsta life we live, we live, we live
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| G, Dove, we, mob
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| Killin' all y’all, that is our job
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| And if you thought it was The Gang then you hit it on the knob
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| Slide and flip like cocoa bricks, takin' your 6
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| And leavin' it on the side of the freeway on bricks
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| Schitzomanic, automatic, schizophrenic, six
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| It’s just a psychosomatic, original
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| Dogg Pound criminal, ya ever heard of me?
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| Kurupt, Young Gotti, motherfucker D-P
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| Why is life fucked up? |
| Toe-up
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| Scrapin' from the flo' up to the ceilin', the fo’s bust
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| For my children to grow
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| We live to let go, nigga
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| Why oh why, why oh why, why oh why
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| It’s only for the money
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| Do we live in dangerous lives?
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| It’s only for the money
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| It’s just the gangsta life we live
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| Why oh why, why oh why, why oh why
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| It’s only for the money
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| Do we live in dangerous lives?
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| It’s only for the money
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| It’s just the gangsta life we live
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| Why oh why, why oh why, why oh why
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| It’s only for the money
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| Do we live in dangerous lives?
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| It’s only for the money
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| It’s just the gangsta life we live
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| Why oh why, why oh why, why oh why
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| It’s only for the money
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| Do we live in dangerous lives?
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| It’s only for the money
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| It’s just the gangsta life we live, we live, we live |