| I’m living good, why you wanna see me doing bad nigga?
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| Your bitch just left, say its the best night she done ever had, nigga
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| Hoe stop lying, real bitches holla out
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| Nigga stop lying, real niggas holla out
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| I came back with some better rhymes
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| Bigger name, bigger chain and better rock
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| As I operate the enterprise
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| Real nigga, first mil, you re-energize
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| Fake gone, real finna rise
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| Niggas wouldn’t believe all the bad bitches I done been inside
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| Beating the odds, ain’t a bigger prize
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| Kill me off 'fore I live a lie
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| I’m living good, why you wanna see me doing bad nigga?
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| Your bitch just left, say its the best night she done ever had, nigga
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| Hoe stop lying, real bitches holla out
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| Nigga stop lying, real niggas holla out
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| My phone won’t stop ringing, Fat T keep on hitting me
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| The homie just got his head knocked off on Century (fuck)
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| To us that’s fucked up, to the opps that’s a victory
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| 15 years later still fuck with me, mentally
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| Won’t let it get to me (roll up), the weed it be fixing me
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| Off of 6 O’s like wit Biggie and where Nipsey be
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| What?!
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| Let me break it up, life like dice, time to shake it up
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| What?!
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| (Diamond) I’m living life, boy
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| And she bust it open for the right boy
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| The devil think we got a price, boy
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| It’s on you if you gonna prove them right, boy
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| Diamond light, Mr light nigga
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| Chained up, turning up like them white niggas
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| I’m doing me, why you mad? |
| What’s the gripe nigga?
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| I hit the weed then I run the light nigga
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| Shots
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| I’m living good why you wanna see me doing bad nigga?
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| Your bitch just left, say its the best night she done ever had nigga
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| Hoe stop lying, real bitches holla out
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| Nigga stop lying, real niggas holla out
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| Light the weed, then I levitate
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| We in this here to innovate
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| We’ll let all you other niggas emulate
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| Survival in this shit, that’ll make 'em whine
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| Wait a minute, what the fuck is your problem?
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| You got a fucking problem?
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| I know what your problem is
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| You got nothing better to do with your life
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| But I’ll give you a fucking real problem
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| Chachi, talk to these motherfuckers
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| Let me, let me loose, let me, let me loose
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| Throwing fingers out the roof, motherfuck a truce
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| HBK, Diamond Lane, we hit our squad goals
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| Don’t need you niggas for nothing as far as our squad goes
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| In that pussy, diving deep, no goggles
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| Chachi, Paparazzi, count a million with his eyes closed
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| Bad Lucc, Kool John, P-Lo, Sage the Gemini
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| Cali outcast, so lets drop a fucking 'Quemini
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| Never put a bitch over the business 'cause these women lie
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| Why? |
| 'Cause these women lie, 'cause these 'cause these women lie
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| Drop this shit and kill these niggas like it’s genocide
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| Never ill-advised, please respect my business mind
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| 'Cause all this shit pimping to me
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| This rap game, only thing I see different is me
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| And I don’t talk about it, I just go Nike on a nigga
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| Ask Su, he done see me go hyphy on a nigga, it’s the crew
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| Never catch us with our hands out, only bands out
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| See us coming, pull 'em cams out, ch-ch-cheese
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| White bitches, on they knees, Thelma and Louise
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| Yell it out on three, «Fuck my enemies»
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| Yell it out on three, «Fuck my enemies» |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Living Good (R.I.P. Jen) , by - Problem. Song from the album Selfish, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп