How i end up in this place?
Im supposed to be rich, not broke and out the game!
Life shouldnt be hard
Thought it was all about havin fun and playin ya part!
Now everybody got guns
And if you value yo life, homie i suggest you get 1!
I told you in 2003, they playin fo keeps
And aint a god damn thang sweet
While you huggin up wit broads
Brothas gettin pumped wit 30 odds n dyin in their front yards!
We still hittin the club
Groovin like its no tomorrow, as if its a must!
Po po still hot on the block
They givin eses the green light to pop, pop, pop!
Do yo thang if you bang
But thats a reason if you need it, cause theyre taggin us mayne!
Life is what you make it, this world is yours for the takin
If you aint real stop fakin, dont be a phony homie! yeeeah!
Life is what you make it, this world is yours for the takin
If you aint real stop fakin, we bout to re up!
Am i sick i thought?
Or is this shit a psychic gift? cause you bout to depart!
I been runnin on e,
I been stackin up these chips to get my family out the streets
And to make sure we one wit the beat
Ima zap you wit this taser every time you dont move yo feet
I know you love this compton shit
Homie buy my cd and stop actin like a bitch!
They gettin plenty to this
Chicks cheeks and tits clappin gettin henny tah this
Im fabulous wit the beats
1 time fo long beach dubs and icg's
Nigga take the chain off yo freak
If you had to padlock the bitch you sholdnt let her leave!
2x's for the thugs n g's
3x's for the l 7's reppin like me
And if you think you knowin what im about
Well putcho damn hands up and get the hell off the couch!
Freak somethin, or get the hell out
Braggin how you a pimp, but you just runnin yo mouf!
You the type to hit somebody shit and stop
Givem all yo information and wait fo the cops!
You think the getto is cool
But to us its all we got til we get somethin brand new!
Life is what you make it, this world is yours for the takin
If you aint real stop fakin, dont be a phony homie! yeeeah!
Life is what you make it, this world is yours for the takin
If you aint real stop fakin, we bout to re up!
All i got in this world, is my balls and my word, homie eff what you learned
Catchin feelins ah have that tech on the splurge
Everybody knows the rules so why you actin like you aint heard?
As the westside turns...
Husslers get what they earn cowards get what they deserve!
Move... like i got somethin to prove
And i aint waitin fo permission i will bust that dude!
You think im gangsta you mistakin
Got family on both sides so how you gonna hate this?
Im speakin nothin but that truth bitch
Aint no need to plug in, we already in the matrix
Rock steady when i lace it
Niggas show me love cause they know it aint no *ay shit
And ima bump the block
And represent every la hood until the game is locked
Life is what you make it, this world is yours for the takin
If you aint real stop fakin, dont be a phony homie! yeeeah!
Life is what you make it, this world is yours for the takin
If you aint real stop fakin, we bout to re up!
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How i end up in this place?
Im supposed to be rich, not broke and out the game!
Life shouldnt be hard
Thought it was all about havin fun and playin ya part!
Now everybody got guns
And if you value yo life, homie i suggest you get 1!
I told you in 2003, they playin fo keeps
And aint a god damn thang sweet
While you huggin up wit broads
Brothas gettin pumped wit 30 odds n dyin in their front yards!
We still hittin the club
Groovin like its no tomorrow, as if its a must!
Po po still hot on the block
They givin eses the green light to pop, pop, pop!
Do yo thang if you bang
But thats a reason if you need it, cause theyre taggin us mayne!
Life is what you make it, this world is yours for the takin
If you aint real stop fakin, dont be a phony homie! yeeeah!
Life is what you make it, this world is yours for the takin
If you aint real stop fakin, we bout to re up!
Am i sick i thought?
Or is this shit a psychic gift? cause you bout to depart!
I been runnin on e,
I been stackin up these chips to get my family out the streets
And to make sure we one wit the beat
Ima zap you wit this taser every time you dont move yo feet
I know you love this compton shit
Homie buy my cd and stop actin like a bitch!
They gettin plenty to this
Chicks cheeks and tits clappin gettin henny tah this
Im fabulous wit the beats
1 time fo long beach dubs and icg's
Nigga take the chain off yo freak
If you had to padlock the bitch you sholdnt let her leave!
2x's for the thugs n g's
3x's for the l 7's reppin like me
And if you think you knowin what im about
Well putcho damn hands up and get the hell off the couch!
Freak somethin, or get the hell out
Braggin how you a pimp, but you just runnin yo mouf!
You the type to hit somebody shit and stop
Givem all yo information and wait fo the cops!
You think the getto is cool
But to us its all we got til we get somethin brand new!
Life is what you make it, this world is yours for the takin
If you aint real stop fakin, dont be a phony homie! yeeeah!
Life is what you make it, this world is yours for the takin
If you aint real stop fakin, we bout to re up!
All i got in this world, is my balls and my word, homie eff what you learned
Catchin feelins ah have that tech on the splurge
Everybody knows the rules so why you actin like you aint heard?
As the westside turns...
Husslers get what they earn cowards get what they deserve!
Move... like i got somethin to prove
And i aint waitin fo permission i will bust that dude!
You think im gangsta you mistakin
Got family on both sides so how you gonna hate this?
Im speakin nothin but that truth bitch
Aint no need to plug in, we already in the matrix
Rock steady when i lace it
Niggas show me love cause they know it aint no *ay shit
And ima bump the block
And represent every la hood until the game is locked
Life is what you make it, this world is yours for the takin
If you aint real stop fakin, dont be a phony homie! yeeeah!
Life is what you make it, this world is yours for the takin
If you aint real stop fakin, we bout to re up!
Im supposed to be rich, not broke and out the game!
Life shouldnt be hard
Thought it was all about havin fun and playin ya part!
Now everybody got guns
And if you value yo life, homie i suggest you get 1!
I told you in 2003, they playin fo keeps
And aint a god damn thang sweet
While you huggin up wit broads
Brothas gettin pumped wit 30 odds n dyin in their front yards!
We still hittin the club
Groovin like its no tomorrow, as if its a must!
Po po still hot on the block
They givin eses the green light to pop, pop, pop!
Do yo thang if you bang
But thats a reason if you need it, cause theyre taggin us mayne!
Life is what you make it, this world is yours for the takin
If you aint real stop fakin, dont be a phony homie! yeeeah!
Life is what you make it, this world is yours for the takin
If you aint real stop fakin, we bout to re up!
Am i sick i thought?
Or is this shit a psychic gift? cause you bout to depart!
I been runnin on e,
I been stackin up these chips to get my family out the streets
And to make sure we one wit the beat
Ima zap you wit this taser every time you dont move yo feet
I know you love this compton shit
Homie buy my cd and stop actin like a bitch!
They gettin plenty to this
Chicks cheeks and tits clappin gettin henny tah this
Im fabulous wit the beats
1 time fo long beach dubs and icg's
Nigga take the chain off yo freak
If you had to padlock the bitch you sholdnt let her leave!
2x's for the thugs n g's
3x's for the l 7's reppin like me
And if you think you knowin what im about
Well putcho damn hands up and get the hell off the couch!
Freak somethin, or get the hell out
Braggin how you a pimp, but you just runnin yo mouf!
You the type to hit somebody shit and stop
Givem all yo information and wait fo the cops!
You think the getto is cool
But to us its all we got til we get somethin brand new!
Life is what you make it, this world is yours for the takin
If you aint real stop fakin, dont be a phony homie! yeeeah!
Life is what you make it, this world is yours for the takin
If you aint real stop fakin, we bout to re up!
All i got in this world, is my balls and my word, homie eff what you learned
Catchin feelins ah have that tech on the splurge
Everybody knows the rules so why you actin like you aint heard?
As the westside turns...
Husslers get what they earn cowards get what they deserve!
Move... like i got somethin to prove
And i aint waitin fo permission i will bust that dude!
You think im gangsta you mistakin
Got family on both sides so how you gonna hate this?
Im speakin nothin but that truth bitch
Aint no need to plug in, we already in the matrix
Rock steady when i lace it
Niggas show me love cause they know it aint no *ay shit
And ima bump the block
And represent every la hood until the game is locked
Life is what you make it, this world is yours for the takin
If you aint real stop fakin, dont be a phony homie! yeeeah!
Life is what you make it, this world is yours for the takin
If you aint real stop fakin, we bout to re up!
Writer: TERMAR WASHINGTON
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid