Master P - Life Ain't Easy Lyrics
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- Life Ain't Easy Lyrics
Album: Only God Can Judge Me [police siren] [Master P as cop] Driver, slowly step out of the vehicle Passenger, keep your hands up high You don't have a right to remain silent Anything I write in this report Is gonna be fuckin used against you, hahaha Where dey at - where dey at, where dey at? [Porshe - repeat over other vocals] Life ain't easy (life ain't easy) I know they comin for me (comin for me) [C-Murder] This ghetto got me strapped I keep my hand on my nine, I can't depend on the one time This ghetto got me strapped I keep my hand on my nine, I can't depend on the one time Is you scared or is you real? Cause yo' face is kinda pale I know these streets is kinda hard but me, I'm bout my fuckin mail They say that evil lurks in the dark, and the trigger gots no heart I've been doin this shit from the start And yeah my bite is worse than my bark Nigga please, I'm a motherfuckin dog ass nigga Steady reppin on them hoes and I'm steppin on them niggaz Bitch I thought that you was hard, til I caught you in yo' garage And I hit you with that ?, now you tryin to press some charges Like a bitch - talkin bout, "It's all good - I ain't trippin" Shook my hand - but man, I can't wait to catch you slippin In the STREETS, cause I'm crazy gang related, and it's FUCKED UP Them bitches tryin to ban me cause my music get y'all bucked up Fuck! [Porshe - repeat over other vocals] Life ain't easy (life ain't easy) I know they comin for me (comin for me) [C-Murder] This ghetto got me strapped I keep my hand on my nine, I can't depend on the one time This ghetto got me strapped I keep my hand on my nine, I can't depend on the one time [Master P] Did you fear me when you see me? Look in the mirror you wanted to be me Put on your Converse and your green cause you thought that you had seen me Now you afraid of the real? For that you better guard your grill I'm the Candyman I'm Master P and you might get spilled For the lights and I'ma shine like Joe the Jeweler See I'm a big bout it Benz and you a sixty-nine Cougar Ahahahaha [tires peel out] [police siren chases]
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