| Still thirsty determined and motivated
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| If you hustle like me, then we probably related
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| Real niggas ain’t never outdated, peanuts to a elephant
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| Look at my ballin' ass, mayne, I’m still relevant
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| I remind me of me, one of one
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| Snappin' like a snapping turtle, bustin' like a Tommy Gun
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| Let my nuts hang over my shoulder — fearless
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| With the wickedest flow on the planet — resickolous
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| Hoe ass niggas can’t stand it — bitches
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| How did he manage to stay in demand for this? |
| — Long
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| He been on since I was born, and now I’m grown
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| E-40 go back like Fila jackets and brick phones
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| Beepers and dookie ropes and Fleetwood Broughams
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| D-boy equipment, Eastmont and Hilltop Mall
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| You talk it, I lived it, you can ask my partner Paul
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| Quit the D game and went independent, boy, I helped pioneer this
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| For every dollar I make it breeds jealousy, yeah
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| (But I’m just living my life, oh yeah)
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| I’m just trying to live, my life, my life
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| But I could never understand why they hating on me, oh
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| (But I’m just living my life, oh yeah)
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| I can’t live my life, my life, my life
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| «You know I ain’t gon' shit you 'cause you my real best turf»
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| That’s what my relative said to me when we were smoking on some herb
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| I said, «Give it to me straight, don’t give me to me late
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| I hope you’re on some real 'cause I don’t wanna hear no fake»
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| He said, «Cuz» (what's happening?) «These niggas ain’t cool»
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| (Why you say that?) «I think we got a leak in our pool
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| They talking behind your back and blaming you for they faults
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| They were talking to their batch and murder mouthing a boss»
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| Mayne, as much as I done did for for fools, that’s how they gon' do me, dude?
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| Niggas don’t wanna see niggas win, niggas wanna see niggas lose
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| Threw the old rules out the window and created their whole new set of rules
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| It’s been ugly ever since they took praying up out the schools
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| But I refuse, to be phony, mayne, this is true
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| Real niggas forgive these fake niggas for they know not what they do
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| Sucka shit is at an all-time high, spread like the flu
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| If you hang around sucka shit, sucka shit gon' rub off on you
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| That’s real
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| For every dollar I make it breeds jealousy, yeah
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| (But I’m just living my life, oh yeah)
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| I’m just trying to live, my life, my life
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| But I could never understand why they hating on me, oh
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| (But I’m just living my life, oh yeah)
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| I can’t live my life, my life, my life
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| «Loan me a couple of dollars, mayne, let me hold somethin'
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| I know you got 'em, my nigga, you got three albums comin'»
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| I got kids just like you, why you don’t understand?
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| I dont owe you nothin', nigga, you a grown man
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| Fools try to test me 'cause I rap, think I got too much to lose
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| But I’ll green light a sap, him and his dudes
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| I’m just a genuine guy that don’t bother nobody
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| I just look like this, but I’ll body somebody
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| Get 'em up outta the way 'fore they try to get me up out the way
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| It’s ugly out here in the Bay, the clouds is dark gray
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| If they bit you once, they’ll bite you again, gotta have tough skin
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| Beware of the hand that hides the snake, could be your best friend
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| For every dollar I make it breeds jealousy, yeah
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| (But I’m just living my life, oh yeah)
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| I’m just trying to live, my life, my life
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| But I could never understand why they hating on me, oh
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| (But I’m just living my life, oh yeah)
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| I can’t live my life, my life, my life |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song My Life (feat. R.O.D.) , by - E-40. Song from the album The Block Brochure: Welcome To The Soil 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп