Living That Life

Tru

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    [master p]
    Damn, these niggas aint come with that shit there man
    Check this out

    [master p]
    See Im a g on the grind 24/7
    Dont give a damn if I dont go to heaven
    Us gs live bad on the street
    I gotta hustle hard cause a nigga gotta eat

    [silkk]
    Cause nobody ever gave me nothin but a hard time
    Two strikes on my record and a scared mind

    [master p]
    So Im crazy, drive by miss daisy
    Sellin dope to all these motherfuckers and killin babies
    I know its sad but I gotta pay the bills
    Who gives a fuck about me jack or jill

    [silkk]
    You know what p, man you right
    Cause if I live to see twenty-one, well I lived a long-life

    [master p]
    And the p wont change
    Call me mr. rogers or the neighbor dope-man
    Still hustlin hard, in-and-out of jail
    Mamas bad boy, tryin to run that ant hill
    Some bad cards been dealt
    My auntie marie told my mamma that Ill probably get my cap peeled
    And I dont give a fuck
    Still tryin to make a dollar fifteen cent out that ice cream truck

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    Chorus: tru

    Cause Im a hustla, thats what hustlas do
    Listen baby why you wanna live that life
    Cause Im a hustla, thats what hustlas do
    Listen baby you know you aint livin right
    Cause Im a hustla, thats what hustlas do
    Listen baby

    [master p]
    Silkk kick some shit

    [silkk]
    Ill be glad to

    [master p]
    Fool, why you live like you live

    [silkk]
    Cause I have to
    When I be leavin the house, I be lyin to my chick
    Tell her Ill be home, cause I dont want that cryin shit
    I wish I could tell her everything would be alright
    But if the man let me make it tomorrow, Ill be home that night
    And when she hear shots she page me
    Havin nightmares that a niggas pushin up daisies
    Because Im hangin with these killas
    Shes always tellin me not to hang with my tru niggas

    Chorus

    [master p]
    Young brother in the hood lose his life
    Who gives a damn, just another ghetto life
    Blame it on this rap shit that I spit
    What about these hoovies or this fucked up government
    You didnt blame bush when he bombed iraq
    Or noreaga when he ? ? ? for sellin that crack
    And its sad to see a mother cry
    It took the beatin of rodney king
    Hit three-million dollars to realize
    That life in the ghetto aint shit
    And oj wouldnt be on trial if it wasnt a white bitch
    I just kick the real, alot of people dont know the deal
    They wanted to beat tyson and tupac before that went to jail
    And its sad to see this happen
    Stars like michael jackson on trial now whats really happenin
    And ? ? ? must be a joke
    Anita hille, clarence thomas now whats up folks
    And no role models to look up to
    Thats why niggas form gangs and die for colors like red and blue
    A bastard child without a father figure
    Im not spice 1, but just another young nigga
    Tryin to hustle on the grind, make a loaf of bread
    Even though these penetentiary chances gonna take me to my grave

    Chorus

    Why you wanna live that life, Im missing you baby
    You know you aint livin right
    It aint no limit to these tru niggas hustling
    Why you wanna live that life, Im missing you baby
    You know you aint livin right
    No-no-no-no-no-no-no

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