Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Way Life Used To Be , by - Snoop Dogg. Release date: 31.12.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
The Way Life Used To Be |
| Take it back to the afros and the naturals |
| Cape cutter picks we slips into the back |
| I’m O.G. |
| my ni*ga for real though |
| Straight up off that east side top of the hill yo |
| I’m looking at the overview |
| Thinking bout 86 damn I was overdue |
| Walking in the hood making mix tapes trying to walk up out the hood |
| While I’m chucking at the hood nig*a talk about the hood |
| That I came from it raised me real Crip crazy |
| Oops a daisy |
| Demon or a heathen scheming while I’m dreaming |
| Screaming to get even seeing is believing |
| And don’t you forget that |
| Get it to you get back hit that kick back |
| Three flies one a way |
| Reminisce about the things that my grandmama use to say |
| Stay in your own lane stay on your own and quick trying to be grown |
| Day turn to night and play turn to fight |
| Yeah I guess my granny was right |
| Reflections of the way life used to be |
| It’s all right |
| I like them girls from Ladera Heights or the girls on Hills |
| I take a trip up the World On Wheels and get in a fight |
| Make it back to my ride |
| Pop shots at some s*ckers disrespecting the side |
| My big homie my cuzzo schoolyard bozo |
| Slid me away just to get me away |
| I’m just a Long Beach ni*ga outside of my hood |
| I’m banging riding but doing it good |
| When I get locked down there ain’t hiding and wondering |
| As soon as I hit the County I’m up in 48 hundred |
| With the dealers the killers |
| The best from the west and the beast from the east |
| Yeah I’m acting a fool |
| I’m getting my degree from gladiator school |
| I chose this life cause I knows this life |
| Sell a little crack and my flows is tight |
| I’m clear on my choice and what’s cold is |
| I can still hear my grandma’s voice |
| She say day turn to night and play turn to fight |
| Yeah I guess my granny was right |
| Reflections of the way life used to be |
| It’s all right |
| If you get caught then you don’t walk cause you don’t talk |
| And these was the rules squeeze on these fools |
| I came up in a different era homie |
| Where the G’s is the G’s and the little wannabe’s really want it |
| Wanna be like cause the C life make you wanna G like |
| Now who you wanna be like |
| That fool on the TV screen |
| Or the homie on the corner getting major cream |
| In the Cadillac beating like Battle Cat |
| A nigga with money don’t know how to act |
| Smoke til your eyes get cataracts |
| All money nonsense yeah none of that |
| Quarter sack run it back |
| Hold him back lock him up bag him up front him that |
| If a trick jump the track do you want your money back |
| Lil b*tch was a bunny rat |
| Watch for the funny hat |
| Cause it’s gonna come |
| And my granny said it’s no fun |
| She say day turn to night and play turn to fight |
| Yeah I guess my granny was right |
| Reflections of the way life used to be |
| It’s all right |