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  • Featuring Kurupt]
  • Bad A$$: This life of ours
  • the same thing that got a nigga here get me there
  • (evrything you see, aint always what it seems to be)
  • yeah yeah, the same thing that got a nigga here get me there
  • come on, Bad A$$, Kurupt, The Gang
  • Verse 1: Bad A$$
  • I'm just trying ta make a dollar out of nothing
  • turn zero into somethin'
  • and it's, one life we live, with this, one shot to give
  • you got chances, we use none risking your life
  • you know we got guns, why you come and get us with knives
  • it's a cold thang, the game, just take folks under
  • it feels better if you say that god just called his number
  • when you do we kept a self situations like that
  • in situations where it's likely somebody might gat
  • no bad intentions, we all like to jump in the car
  • no destination but we all thinkin hard to get far
  • Chorus x2: Bad A$$
  • Money, houses, and cars, this life of ours, goin where
  • we came a long way , but still we got so far to go to get there
  • (the same thing that got a nigga here get me there, and if it don't,
  • it wasn't
  • sposed to)
  • Verse 2: Kurupt, Bad A$$
  • [Kurupt]
  • I got gangsta ass niggas with so much heat
  • G'd up rides with so much beat
  • G'd up apparal, dope by the barrels, gangsta ass goodfella nigga
  • Kurupt and nell???
  • I once had a ***** that ate so much dick
  • that she couldn't do nuthin for me, but blow one of the homies
  • as I ease my way right up the streets
  • me, D-a-z, Bad A$$, and Priest
  • we gotta hit the spot where the homies meet
  • where all the OG's round up the fleet
  • cuz the homies is crazy shit
  • and we all about stackin' up a grip
  • no funny ass niggas, no scandliss ass ho's
  • and we don't give a ***** about a *****
  • [Bad A$$]
  • I can't worry bout a *****
  • I'm tryin ta get rich by next week
  • and I can get me some ***** when it ain't nuttin to eat
  • my life, this life of ours buyin nuttin, houses and cars
  • ghetto stars, doin our thing
  • like bust a *****, bust a *****, and get rich with my gang
  • we brang, to the table,what you aint able
  • a few pies to cut, cuz we ride for bucks in the worst way
  • today Tuesday, I got a date on Thursday, and ***** what you say
  • you say dirt about us when we aint there
  • when we come around, you *****in clown, you act scared
  • Tupac is dead, stop questioning life
  • you had to talk to the feds, that's the test in the life
  • goin where, a long way from here to get there
  • you gotta mash to maintain
  • blast thats the gang thang
  • (the same thing that got a nigga here get me there)
  • Chorus x2
  • Verse 3: Kurupt, Bad A$$
  • [Kurupt]
  • (I, I, I, I)
  • I heard gangstas don't ride with disguises
  • but I'm quick to throw the mask on to get my blast on
  • so call it what you want, yeah yeah, that's all cool
  • but me and the homies bout to act the *****in fool
  • dump if you dump
  • nigga pull the pump
  • lay a nigga (lay a nigga), for the homies spray a nigga
  • this aint the Sony, so you can't play a nigga
  • the homies quick to *****, A-K a nigga
  • with no hesitation
  • penaltants populate the population
  • a nickel plated penitration
  • khakis, t-shirts and stars
  • homies, busta's, riders and mark's
  • all y'all niggas here wanna be hard
  • but no nigga with heart when the heater spark
  • just ask the homie Bad A$$
  • he'll put you d on how it's sposed to be in the whole family
  • as I ease my way right up the streets
  • me, D-a-z, Bad A$$ and Priest
  • we gotta hit the spot where the homies meet
  • where all the OG's round up the fleet
  • cuz the homies is crazy as shit
  • and we all about stackin' up a grip
  • no funny ass niggas, no scandliss ass ho's
  • and we don't give a ***** about a *****, (*****, *****, *****)
  • [Bad A$$]
  • yeah, 1-9-9-9, the Gang, all in your face at close range
  • Mr. Bad A$$, yeah yeah yeah yeah, it don't quit, we keep it crackin
  • like this
  • ugh, aww yeah yeah yeah, it don't quit
  • It aint over till I'm done
  • aint nowhere to hide, so why run
  • I don't battle with rappers, either bomb or draw guns
  • you can hate me, cuz I got skills and live real
  • and my life is well woven in these stack of dollar bills
  • I should kill, I would come and kill your ass
  • but your only mission is destruction, why get in your path
  • I'll let you kill yourself, while I chill with wealth
  • and let the story be the word on the streets, a few weeks
  • I gotta eat, ***** *****in with you and being broke on the streets
  • duck duckin with you and gettin' smoked, that's a no-no
  • what you think it's fifty five or 4-4
  • money, houses, and cars, nigga I gotta go
  • yeah yeah yeah yeah
  • it don't quit we keep it wreckin like this, ha ha ha ha
  • yeah yeah yeah yeah it don't quit
  • nigga you can suck a fat dick
  • yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah
  • we keep it crackin, keep it crackin like this (this, this, this, this

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