Life we chose(part 2) feat cyclinder Lyrics
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Life we chose(part 2) feat cyclinder Lyricsby Nas Buy album CD: Other Songs A - WA [Nas] To my niggaz.. huh.. We all we got.. Let's hold it down though, y'know? However it's gon' go down This what we gotta deal with, y'know? Yo this is the Remix Chorus: Nas It's the life we chose, where friends become foes and the dough'll get you killed quicker than you know This is the life we chose, bring fake snakes and hoes and the only way out, is death or goin broke This the life we chose, ain't too many happy endings That's why there ain't too many happy niggaz in it And I'll admit it, this life is fucked up but yo.. (but yo..) this life is the only life I know {*echoes} [Nas] Uhh, uhh, uhh Gold bathtubs, makin love to my Queen Get my back rubbed, Chardonnay, rollin up green Statues, marble floors, rare paintings on my wall My lifestyle's like the Forbes Magazine Closets, full of rockets and submachines Take this nigga out the projects, and his thug team Yo we cruise past street lights, ill rides Mr. Child both coasts with the most loud toast Calicos roast y'all folks, keep y'all dyin Cause it's hard to fuck around when we dealin with science My enemies got money, so y'all should watch how I play it They never know we enemies until they hear me say it Til they kid's on the phone sayin, "Please daddy pay it" Til they brain's on the floor, mixed on the pavement High-class elegance, you respect or you hiss You go against you'd rather piss on an electrical fence It's strategic, how these niggaz want you to think You'd be surprised, who'd be the one to put you to sleep Why you stink? Yo these streets don't allow you to blink You get showered by lead, comin out with your mink Bow ties and tuxedos, bust Eagles Chorus [Cyclinder] Hey yo the life I chose was like Ludacris smoke or get smoked Kid's be gettin choke to death by they parents on crack I was put in jail cause I had to fight back But that's life on the street's nigga's come up with fake ass beats But I'll never suffer defeat never stop makin my beats Nigga I'll kill every one on the streets this is the Life I chose fuck them other hoe Chrous Dump drugs and acid, then they rush with the Rico It's hard fuckin with niggaz you hope you can trust You a fool if your main bitch is easy to fuck And you've got money - is these hoes greedy or what? Shit is devious, ex-friends wantin you stuck Chorus: Nas It's the life we chose, where friends become foes and the dough'll get you killed quicker than you know This is the life we chose, bring fake snakes and hoes and the only way out, is death or goin broke This the life we chose, ain't too many happy endings That's why there ain't too many happy niggaz in it And I'll admit it, this life is fucked up but yo.. (but yo..) this life is the only life I know {*echoes} [Nas] Uhh, uhh, uhh Gold bathtubs, makin love to my Queen Get my back rubbed, Chardonnay, rollin up green Statues, marble floors, rare paintings on my wall My lifestyle's like the Forbes Magazine Closets, full of rockets and submachines Take this nigga out the projects, and his thug team Yo we cruise past street lights, ill rides Mr. Child both coasts with the most loud toast Calicos roast y'all folks, keep y'all dyin Cause it's hard to fuck around when we dealin with science My enemies got money, so y'all should watch how I play it They never know we enemies until they hear me say it Til they kid's on the phone sayin, "Please daddy pay it" Til they brain's on the floor, mixed on the pavement High-class elegance, you respect or you hiss You go against you'd rather piss on an electrical fence It's strategic, how these niggaz want you to think You'd be surprised, who'd be the one to put you to sleep Why you stink? Yo these streets don't allow you to blink You get showered by lead, comin out with your mink Bow ties and tuxedos, bust Eagles Dump drugs and acid, then they rush with the Rico It's hard fuckin with niggaz you hope you can trust You a fool if your main bitch is easy to fuck And you've got money - is these hoes greedy or what? Shit is devious, ex-friends wantin you stuck Chorus: Nas It's the life we chose, where friends become foes and the dough'll get you killed quicker than you know This is the life we chose, bring fake snakes and hoes and the only way out, is death or goin broke This the life we chose, ain't too many happy endings That's why there ain't too many happy niggaz in it And I'll admit it, this life is fucked up but yo.. (but yo..) this life is the only life I know {*echoes}
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