Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Goodlife, artist - Nas. Album song California Love, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 16.08.2010
Record label: Rud pixels
Song language: English
The Goodlife |
Young, quick, see |
(F U B U) |
Lately, all I see is DPG |
(QB, LBC niggas) |
When I turn the radio on, keep hearing me |
(All day, everyday) |
Living the good life, good life |
Uh, huh, good life |
(Braveheartz) |
Sure as the world is turning round and round |
(Shit is real, yo) |
There’s these niggas, bitches, snitches trying to bring you down |
(Fucked up) |
But I don’t know why I mention |
And if I don’t pay no attention, I’m cool |
(Real niggas do real things) |
(Real niggas do real things) |
Sure as my chronic is the best in town |
Those who tripping, slipping, listen, we ain’t stopping now |
(Can't stop) |
We won’t even pause, y’all can lick my balls |
(Bitches) |
We living the good life, good life, good life |
(Living the good life, baby) |
Young, quick, see |
(Come on, come on) |
Lately all I see is DPG |
(Nate Dogg) |
When I turn the radio on, keep hearing me |
(Still, still, still) |
Living the good life, good life, uh huh good life |
(We living the life) |
It ain’t nothing but a paper chase |
But even when ya paper straight |
Every stage just another way to see cake |
But niggas still gotta die hate |
Well fuck it, I’ma do it 'cause the streets put me to it |
See y’all niggas is late |
See it’s big face, big living, big dogs and big pimping |
Game played with nothing but precision |
Money, cars and women |
See niggas hating 'cause they on the outside |
Wishing they could find a way in it |
You see the rims spinning all black tinted |
With the niggas who’ll bring it to ya brain |
If it’s fucking with change |
Fifty-four, nigga, remember the name |
Ritz, glitz, only when we empty clips |
And dismember your brain |
'Cause I remember pain, gain pain, this winner reign |
But now it’s high tech out here in the center lane |
See we got the world respecting the slang |
The good life, hit the studio, the club, straight to the plane |
Young, quick, see |
(Come on, come on) |
Lately all I see is DPG |
(Nate Dogg) |
When I turn the radio on, keep hearing me |
(Still, still, still) |
Living the good life, good life, uh huh good life |
(We living the life) |
Yo, yo, yo |
Pass you cowards, classical rap mix form power |
Yasser Arafat, I’m storming with lead showers |
And I’m murderous, common is formerly Nastradamus |
I’m going for the top regardless |
Pretty Boy Floyd, the rotten tooth king |
Ghosts of my dead friends linger |
I toast to you, lover, blunts lit, wish I was hitting |
Cock back, four pound, let six in the air |
Rock that raw sound, getting wet to this year |
'Cause of the projects Hannibal Lec, hand on my tech |
In front the White House, my ice out demanding respect |
Bravehearting to the grave, darling wavin' my sterling |
From out the black Bentley, it’s off, spray 'til y’all falling |
East to West Coast balling |
Nate Dogg, Nas and Kurupt, liven it up, dimes in the cut |
Sizing us up, y’all wanna fuck, gin and tonic my cup |
And we live the good life, still chronic it up |
Young, quick, see |
(Come on, come on) |
Lately all I see is DPG |
(Nate Dogg) |
When I turn the radio on, keep hearing me |
(Still, still, still) |
Living the good life, good life, uh huh good life |
(We living the life) |