RAP LIFE LYRICS
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Uh, expensive things, diamond rings and things
You know, rap life, rap life, say what, ah, uh
Rap *****z, we dippin' individuals
Some of us be frontin', some of us is really criminals
Swimmin' in the women and money we never had, it's sad
Rap could turn a good ***** bad
But not Catash though; I gaffle respect with no hassle
I'm still the same *****, light skinded, curly afro
What's up though? I'm still the same *****, a superfreak
I blow a g a week; catch me burnin' rubber up the street
Rap *****z always smokin' indo
So everytime we puff it's twenty dollars out the window
But what is friends fo'? We gonna blow that dough regardless
My *****z live the life, and they ain't even rap artists
Rap money - we get that **** and blow it
We trick thirty g's and ain't got **** to show for it
Let me get that case of Moet, let me get that CLK
Let me get that ounce of bomb from my man from East L.A.
Let me get that
Rap *****z get money, press up and get hundreds
Be like all them *****z on it
Which side rock the most; it don't matter 'cause it get notes
Meet you on the left side of the boat
Coast, drivin' it most; we like where them *****z go
We like everywhere; party where the fans go
It's all rap hype, young black *****z - that's mad hype
Got ya station in a smash right
My Likwit *****z made a killin'
We dropped three albums and got the whole world dancin' on the ceilin'
So I'm feelin' like the villain that cracked that safe's combo
My ***** had some hos; I told him shoot 'em through my condo
He shot 'em through; they peeped my cd through
They startin' askin' questions, but **** the interview
What y'all really want to do? They said: "pop the cryst'."
I said: "You like rap? Well wrap ya mouth around this!"
Rap *****s, young *****z ballin'
We on the motorcyles doin' ninety down my hall and
With the gold chain swingin', fallin' to the street
This rap life got us buyin' **** we don't need
We don't need the jet skis, but let's buy 'em just to try 'em
We splashin' out the Lex and got all the ladies eyein'
Us now, and we don't **** around with no wife
'Cause all my *****z is livin' the rap life
First of all, before we move on
**** is like a Yukon, son
Slide **** on like Grey Poupon
Mergin' in the suburbs
Gettin' raw with greenery herb
Real ill *****z smack birds
Fat words showin' proof how my gat work - go shoot, kill
Smack a blackbird, jettin' in an AC-herse
Big Jim stay grinnin' in a six, spinnin' it, kid
***** who flex, Lex threw ten in him
Stand posin', blowin' ****, coast from east and west
We rockin' our vest, cannon might roast you
High powered hydrolic Eddie Bauer rockwilder
Who wilder? Slang bit *****s on the collar
Amp might blow
I might land, set up shop, and glow
Shinin' like a lamp post, my camp post
Cream leather green leaves forever
Goin' to do whatever
Corns and crab *****z - they roll together
What up tash? Black hash, we invented the spaz
High like sixteen *****z over ten bags
Real *****s gon' ride
Fake *****z gon' slide
Check the next issue, ******, in the vidibe
Rap drama, the drama never calms
I be on the celly phone, trippin' off my baby moms
Try na make her understand I get paid to rhyme
I don't show up at your job, so don't show up at mine!
'Cause there's no biz like show biz if y'all *****z ask me
Show money, that's like pimpin' 'cause we get it tax free
Catch a check for thirty-three, cut straight from SRC
Take it straight to any counter, cash my **** with no I.D.
Rap women - they always be around us
'Cause we from out of town, and they be lovin' out-of-towners
Wash up in **********as like a t.v. evangelist
'Cause they from where they from, and we straight from Los Angeles
Yo, what up
What's up, *****?
What's goin' on?
Hey, what's up Rae? Let's go half on a football team, *****, he he
Yo, I was thinkin' about buyin' two basketball teams
What's up? What we gonna do?
Hey, he he
Matter fact, we can do that
Lets do that
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