Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Life, artist - Tony Yayo. Album song Before the Beast, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 08.03.2015
Record label: cashville
Song language: English
Life |
Don’t question me about nothing I don’t owe nobody no convo |
Wanna do somethin' fo me then make my little brother bond ho |
Might order me a few bottles, bring it to me with the sparkles |
A couple partners just came home, just dropped all the charges |
And this ghost is lookin' gorgeous |
I think I might just set this bitch or forgis |
1 time for my old homie he died behind that gold Roley |
2 times fo them broke bitches been actin' like they don’t know me |
Yes I am the new wave with these black shades and my new J’s |
And I got the Unit sittin' back ontop like Toupee’s |
I like all my pussy paid, I eat all my pussy shaved |
Produc-Product of these projects, I’ma sell my dope regardless |
Back gettin' money with 50 but i still feel like i’m starving |
Ho ye I know what I’m chargin', bitch don’t start all that arguing |
And just cuz you see this phantom don’t mean I still ain’t robbin' |
Ay wassup wassup Harlem back on my Brooklyn Bullshit |
And I’m crossing queen’s bridge with a white brick and a full clip |
Forgi’s with 2 inch lips, I set my Vette bow-legged |
My bitch don’t need no makeup and my pictures don’t need no edit |
I’ve just been going ratchet, fuck a rapper I wrap that package |
You can’t buy no gift with plastic, so I ain’t worried bout payin' no taxes |
Look i just need a stove and somewhere to dump my ashes |
Let em check my fashion everytime the camera flashin' |
(Do you know how many gangsters lost they life for this?) |
Yeah, I got partners lost they life for this, my homeboy doin life for this |
(Do you know how many people lost they life for this?) |
Yeah, I know killers took his life for this, you might get your life for this |
Forensics make the truth come to light, blue star spray see the blood in dark |
light |
Thank god my homie 25 to life, plus his DNA was on the scene that’s the type |
Gangsta’s payed they dues lost they life for this, over small shit you can get |
yo ass hit |
Duckin' demons in my sleep, I’m sky dweller dreaming bout them lears and model |
freaks |
Water whippin' by the stove, Work, in the eye can’t breathe fuck police, shirt |
2 brick of dope, table full of wax paper, traffic in the trap a nigga finally |
made it |
Man this shit too real, too much beef I need 2 grills |
Can’t be swangin' at ya i’m bangin' at ya, I’m too lil' |
Get yo mama killed over a dollar bill |
Just cracked them dice you don’t know how I feel |
Strap up and walk back off, you know how it is, no genre |
Lay it down, nobody move don’t make a sound |
Get yo daughter drowned prayers go out to Bobby Brown |
You think I got time to take a loss for this? |
You know how many guns I done bought for this |
Ya head comin' off for this, I work hard for this |
I’m hard to hit, killer on call for this |
She used to play hard to get, now I’m hard to miss |
She gon pop me off for this, she gon top me off for this |
My nigga done it all for this, we even duck the law for this |
Just saw King Kevo on first 48, my youngin’s ain’t talk for this huh! |