My Life (feat. Daz Dillinger) - T.I.

Tha Streetz Iz a Mutha Daz and Kurupt, Kurupt and Daz Nickels and pennies, and pounds of hash Double up the dough, double my money Let it can boil and bubble, get a grip ain't nothin funny You can't survive, off no conversation wit words Betta get up off yo ass nigga, go flip some birds Hand me my cash, nobody moves and nobody get blast My first words are my last I got a platoon, mask, and armor suits First infiltry of riders on a global pursuit Parachute and jump, held high on a stump Wit a pump, bout to dump, put a end to the hunt The streets is a muthafucka Dope game, rock game, cocaine, packages sold, pick a row Riding vogues, switches up as high as they go Gotta let um know the game, muthafucka fo' sho In and out do's, chrome, rollin in sixty-fo's I ain't got time fo none of you bitches, so fuck off ho Ever heard of a gangsta, well you must have heard of us Gangsta gang, full of jack artists are murderers Automatics rang out, you left dead nigga wit yo brains out Walk back to the porch, wit some salt to wash the stains out Murders my hobby, kidnapping, jacking, and robbery Wow daz a safari, in a p??? Pay the cops off as I peel out and jet It ain't no thing when we connect, we posted up with tecks Nigga we bury you alive in cement, that's what we meant Now when the nine goes click, yo ass wasn't shit Get out your war tactics, get at you get the job done One gun you hung, seven bullets in your lungs Struggle with heron and I'll tell you apart Through my veins and through my heart That's when the drama will start Nigga gimme what you got, let off some more shots Run through what you got, destroy yo block Got a dealings ever ever was your spot When the nine goes pop, that's when yo homeboys drop The streets is a muthafucka Dope game, rock game, cocaine, packages sold, pick a row Riding vogues, switches up as high as they go Gotta let um know the game, muthafucka fo' sho In and out do's, chrome, rollin in sixty-fo's I ain't got time fo none of you bitches, so fuck off ho Ever heard of a gangsta, well you must have heard of us Gangsta gang, full of jack artists are murderers I seen it befo' 44's explode Nigga's fall on the flo', the hardest nigga on the flo' The hoes like, do what the fuck ever a nigga say It's like this everyday on the streets of L.A Gotta a lumberjack the size of a tank I'm a hammerhead with a hammer the size of a tank Every heard of a gangsta, well you must have heard of us The gangsta gang muthafucka, its on dawn to dust Well nigga wonder what we doing, it ain't really nothing to us Plus you ain't nothin' to us, you can't do nothing to us (noooo) I represented and presented the bloodbath Feel the wrath, we get what you had you get stabbed We grab for the oppurtunities that'll soon to be a chance At the eulogy, I knew you be dead, while in prison Making critical decisions, to the brain to his neck Goes 27 inches for tellin' the snitches The streets is a muthafucka Dope game, rock game, cocaine, packages sold, pick a row Riding vogues, switches up as high as they go Gotta let um know the game, muthafucka fo' sho In and out do's, chrome, rollin in sixty-fo's I ain't got time fo none of you bitches, so fuck off ho Ever heard of a gangsta, well you must have heard of us Gangsta gang, full of jack artists are murderers

(Daz) It's been a long time since you've heard from us Dat Nigga Daz Dillinger, Young Gotti Kurupt And now we back wit a little rhyme We can't stop, can't quit, 'cause we on da grind (Daz) (Kurupt) Yo! (Gangstafied back on the block) Straight up D-A-Z, K-U-R-U-P-T Doin' it like usual, you know what I'm sayin'? You can't stop You can't rewind the time You can't think about the past So look forward to life And keep on the missionin' on the grind fo' yours (Hook - 2x: Daz) We can't stop, can't rewind the time Off of dollar bills nickles and dimes On everything homeboy that I'm down for mine Until we get we it be out here on de grind (Daz) I wake up with the birds, early as fuck Stash my dope in the cut, serve the clucks Lil' bitches around the way they know what's up They wanna bust, wanna try to smoke a nigga weed up It aint shit to flip a double up And I love when I'm comin' up I got thangs for these suckas when they runnin' up Tellin' all yall fools yall aint one of us... nigga (Kurupt) (Daz) Get a glimpse of a fact - plus that, Blaze Move into the hood with all the O.G's That help me get paid homie, we a unit Doin it how a gangsta do it Run through it And stampede the block like bitch Your on the wrong side to be servin your shit (yeah) Jack nigga, Daz and Kurupt the Kingpin Back on the smash with heaters to reclaim the ass (Hook - 2x) (Kurupt) (Daz) Yeah nigga, half a day gone by Ganstafied, givin' it just livin' my life It's hard to survive Without grabbin' my 9, and pump 5-50-5 45, Milli Mack eleven Gunshots non stop to funk pop Then pop baby glocks (Homie you ridin or not?) Me and the homies are the first to bust And y'all cowards dyin' tryna be like us Gangsta (Daz) (Kurupt) With three mouths to feed, it's the life I lead I guess I'd die in the life of greed Mothafuckas 'round here die to bleed For set, joints nigga or half a key I remember when I came up Niggas ranged up, some Crip'd up Some niggas flamed up Crossed your name out, stragg'd my name up (Quick to thow the gang up) What up?! (Yeah!) I guess I'm blessed with the gift of rap Or I'll bless you with the gift of crap Like that, White and Black, Mexican and Jap Homeboy do anything fo' a scrap (Kurupt) Mark up yo hood like this, anybody killa DPGC fuck y'all niggas Deep inside we feel like fuck y'all hood Hell nah bitch nigga it ain't all to the good (Hook - 3x) (Kurupt - Over the 3rd Hook) Yeah that's what's wrong with y'all niggas Yeah homie, you gotta get ya hustle on Don't let these bitch niggas move you of the block The gangstas is here fo'eva, Yeah, huh, huh, yeah Dat Nigga Daz, Kurupt the Kingpin Daz Dillinger, Kurupt Young Gotti Huh, '99 millenium 2000 Like fuck a bitch! Put it on the catalogs homie Classics

Help on the way Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way Help on the way Help on the way Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way Help on the way I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop They say the game f**ked up and the records ain't sellin It was bad in 06' gettin worse in 07' Market over saturated with all the bootleggin When it seems better shawty ain't no tellin' Well, call Lyor, give him this message Then hit K'ys tell hiim, tell Kevin, Craig, Julie Greenwald, all of them present The fifty mill you gave me, was a sound investment This time around we gon sell 5, no less than 4 on a slow day, call vegas and bet By the way, if you a winner, I'm the one you should be with Hit J, Tell them niggas to bet against Grand Hustle homie, I'm a make you respect this They say "the market share down", so... I ain't affected Tell the label relax, ain't no need to stress shit Just cut the check and I'll handle the rest... shhiit They say the game in trouble Help on the way Don't worry bout nothin Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way I got this shit Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way Don't worry bout nothin Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way I got this shit Help on the way I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock It ain't gon Stop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock It ain't gon stop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop You hear my name so hot, I got the game on lock You niggas keep floppin, But i remain on top Still the same ol' me, With the same ol' glock From the first cd, With the Kangol top I was hollerin dopeboy when I first came out It seems like everyone in the dope game now man I told these niggas that it ain't gon stop All the hatin' gon' stop or this thang gon' blah Most of these niggas, ain't slang, no blocks Got a lil' somethin', but it ain't so hot Try to sell a record when my shit drop Get the cover of the magazine when my shit out nope I think not just why, if you ever eye with a nigga this fly You better watch your mouth, you ain't that high KING OF THE SOUTH, you ain't that guy They say the game in trouble Help on the way Don't worry bout nothin Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way I got this shit Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way Don't worry bout nothin Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way I got this shit Help on the way I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock It ain't gon Stop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock It ain't gon stop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop To the fans and the critics, think hip hop is missing This is a lil' proof that hip hop livin' You can hear a hip hop top now, just listen Now see a hip hop walk out with 6 bitches In the ATL, see hip hop chillin' In a multimillion dollar crib hip hop building You know how many cars hip hops driven? Nigga I'm everything hip hop's missing Nigga you is everything hip hop isn't My heart and my soul, where hip hop live at To anyone whos ever said hip hops finished It can't be dead while I'm still livin in it I'm livin (and well, might I add that) They say the game in trouble Help on the way Don't worry bout nothin Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way I got this shit Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way Don't worry bout nothin Help on the way They say the games in trouble Help on the way I got this shit Help on the way I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock It ain't gon Stop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock Standin on top Say hello to the man who saved hip hop I got the game on lock It ain't gon stop Say hello to the man who saved hip hop

Aye, boy, don't spill my drink, boy, pull it Now listen, everybody report to the bloodclot dance floor You love the beat, boy, you know what it is Yo, T.I.P., talk to them, bloodclot I'm a real nigga, homie, show six figga's on me I got a pistol, you don't want it but you know what it is Aye, I'm way flyer, my pay is way higher If they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is About that drama, you don't want no problems I love that llama but you know what it is Aye, I get money, all I count is big money Because all she get from me, boy, you know what it is Yo, T.I.P., let them little rock boys know how you livin' The wait is over, here we go again, I'm back in the plate Gon' sell another couple mill and take it back to the A Gon' take that other couple mill and put it back in the safe Find cash for the crew up only back in the lake I'm up in cruises two steppin' with the gat in the waist T.I. ain't in the streets no more, that what they say Don't even try it when you sayin', boy, you have to be great You can trust to hit ya in ya face your peeps will have to replace That's if you like it nigga and trust me it wont hurt me to take A hundred thousand to them Haitians, you'll be murdered today I'm a real nigga, homie, show six figga's on me I got a pistol, you don't want it but you know what it is Aye, I'm way flyer, my pay is way higher If they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is About that drama, you don't want no problems I love that llama but you know what it is Aye, I get money, all I count is big money Because all she get from me, boy, you know what it is Yo, T.I.P, some boy wanna play our hit Let 'em know who the king of the South is Talk to them Women sweatin' when they see me, I'm apparently hot Had the album of the year, nigga, Grammy or not Remember, all day I used to stand in the spot With 2 revolvers in my pocket pitchin', handlin' rocks Right now, judge tappin', there ain't a car I ain't got I'm the number one customer at my own car lot If you wanna know how much I makin' just imagine a lot Even though I pro'lly gettin' more than you'd imagine I got Listen close, I need to know if you understand me or not If ya disrespectin' me you and your man will get shot I'm a real nigga, homie, show six figga's on me I got a pistol, you don't want it but you know what it is Aye, I'm way flyer, my pay is way higher If they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is About that drama, you don't want no problems I love that llama but you know what it is Aye, I get money, all I count is big money Because all she get from me, boy, you know what it is Went from the king of the south to the king of the states Ridin' in a car you probably never seen in the states No idea how much yay I can bring in the States Hey, you could get a hundred of 'em for a million today Frank Lucas ain't the only one who made a million a day But it's the American gangster right here in ya face And you don't wanna see P$C on the scene with AK You think you running a private, that ain't even the case And just because you get away, that don't mean its okay You a dead man walking and I mean it, okay I'm a real nigga, homie, show six figga's on me I got a pistol, you don't want it but you know what it is Aye, I'm way flyer, my pay is way higher If they ever mention sire, boy, you know what it is About that drama, you don't want no problems I love that llama but you know what it is Aye, I get money, all I count is big money Because all she get from me, boy, you know what it is Some of dem boys want to talk what dey have done They guns sound like popcorn

I got a real short list of shit I like to do Get money, kick shit I just wanna ball, yeah That's the list, nigga, that's it I just wanna ball in the Wraith Brawl in the Wraith When I wanna, I'ma take my shot Pray to God, keep it all in a day Double with the paper till the day I die From what them bitches saying, for what them niggas doing For you were getting going, I was getting cured Put it down, bay rolls in the neighbourhood We're catching cases, I got to catch some paper good Lil homie asked me 'how you know you came up?' I say you deal with less bitches wearing lace front I don't like 'em, feel that way about 'em Lotta rappers, I don't talk about 'em OD niggas ain't gon' bust a grave, man, they just talking loud Got body, got a problem nigga, go to war about it Have a problem understanding your logic, man Man, for four hundred, take your honey and tour London And some more money Don't believe it? Well, you a dummy Ain't no pun intended Never tearing girls in the mention Ain't no renting in it A rebel when I fucked that bitch It ain't no coming in it Since my first album I've been serious Ain't no funny business Bitch, ain't no funny business No weapon,'gainst me prosper But it's welcome to form Knew from the day I was born I'd perform in the foreign Ringing bells and blowing horn when my name called I'm just a self made nigga with the r I just wanna ball in the Wraith Brawl in the Wraith When I wanna, I'ma take my shot Pray to God, keep it all in a day Double with the paper till the day I die From what them bitches saying, for what them niggas doing For you were getting going, I was getting cured I just wanna ball in the Wraith Brawl in the Wraith When I wanna, I'ma take my shot I'm a dope boy legend Street form revving Not a stone in a watch, no charm on the niggas They say I'm reckless, yeah, I might be Don't give a fuck about no nigga who don't like me If I go to jail today, that bitch gon' write me? No She gon' fuck me? No, if a nigga go broke I bet a Wraith on the super bowl In the kitchen, super cold Six ounce, four pints, that's a superstore Though I always had a plaque and a hit Boy, I bet I had a mac and some bricks If there's thorns in the Wraith, got the titles in the safe Got the lawyers on deck, got the money for the case Truck, truck, Lambo Gun, gun, ammo Me and black, lefta a back to back that's my fammo He a white man, camo Who is she? she wanna cake I just wanna ball in the Wraith Brawl in the Wraith When I wanna, I'ma take my shot Pray to God, keep it all in a day Double with the paper till the day I die From what them bitches saying, for what them niggas doing For you were getting going, I was getting cured I just wanna ball in the Wraith Brawl in the Wraith When I wanna, I'ma take my shot I'm a president swag In the slum with the hat now Running up a bag, do it for 'em just to pass out Dab in my bag, give it to her, where her ass at? Dick gang great, give it to her till she pass out The whip can, b12, for baking soda Stretch a quarter out a hole, no detail Shout out to all my nigga, who legit and now they figure Now they rich and you just get it to blow Ran round in the road boy Came out the bottom, they ain't making no more, boy Always been a hustler, not a robber, I never stole nothing Tryna be flipping work till they come through the hallway K-I-N-G, can't deny me Niggas still rapping 'bout what we did in the 90's, nigga See it on my face, dawg I'm just a real nigga riding in the race, dawg I just wanna ball in the Wraith Brawl in the Wraith When I wanna, I'ma take my shot Pray to God, keep it all in a day Double with the paper till the day I die From what them bitches saying, for what them niggas doing For you were getting going, I was getting cured I just wanna ball in the range Brawl in the Wraith When I wanna, I'ma take my shot Yeah, yeah, yeah

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy What you know about that? What you know about that? What you know about that? Ay, don't you know I got key by the three? When I chirp, shawty, chirp back Louis knapsack where I holdin' all the work at What you know about that? What you know about that? What you know about that? Hey, I know all about that Loaded .44 on the low where the cheese at Fresh off the jet to the 'jects where the G's at What you know about that? What you know about that? Hey, what you know about that? Hey, I know all about that See me in your city, sittin' pretty, know I'm shinin' dog Ridin' with a couple Latin broads and a China doll (Hey) And you know how we ball (Hey) Ridin' in shiny cars (Hey) Walk in designer malls (Hey) Buy everything we saw You know about me, dog (Okay) Don't talk about me, dog (Okay) And if you doubt me, dog (Okay) You better out me, dog (Oh) I'm throwed off slightly, bro (Oh) Don't wanna fight me, bro (Oh) I'm fast as lightening, bro (Oh) You better use your Nikes, bro (Yeah) Know you don't like me 'cause (Y-Y-Yeah) Your bitch most likely does (Y-Yeah) She see me on them dubs (Yeah) In front of every club (What?) I be on dro, I'm buzzed (Nigga, what?) Gave every hoe a hug (Nigga, what?) Niggas don't show me mugs (Nigga, what?) 'Cause you don't know me cuz Don't you know I got key by the three? When I chirp, shawty, chirp back Louis knapsack where I holdin' all the work at What you know about that? What you know about that? What you know about that? Hey, I know all about that Loaded .44 on the low where the cheese at Fresh off the jet to the 'jects where the G's at What you know about that? What you know about that? (Hey hey) Hey, what you know about that? (What they know 'bout this shit here, man?) Hey, I know all about that (Hey) Candy on the '64, leather guts and fish bowl 50 on the pinky ring just to make my fist glow (Hey) Your bitches get low (Hey) Because I get dough (Hey) So what I'm rich, hoe (Hey) I'll still pull a kick door What you talkin' shit for And gotta run and get folk? Got you yellin', I thought you put out a gun hit 'fore But you's a scary dude (Okay) Believed by very few (Okay) Just keep it very cool (Okay) Or we will bury you (Oh) See all that attitude's (Oh) Unnecessary, dude (Oh) 'Cause you never carry tools Not even square he cube (What?) You got these people fooled (What?) Who see me on the tube (What?) Whatever try the crew (What?) They'll see you on the news Don't you know I got key by the three? (Hey) When I chirp, shawty, chirp back (Hey, hey, hey) Louis knapsack where I holdin' all the work at (Hey, hey, hey, hey asshole) What you know about that? (Hey, asshole) What you know about that? (Hey, asshole) What you know about that? (Hey, hey, hey) Hey, I know all about that (Hey, hey, hoe) Loaded .44 on the low where the cheese at (Yeah, yeah) Fresh off the jet to the 'jects where the G's at (Hey, hey, hey, West Side, nigga) What you know about that? (Hey, asshole) What you know about that? (I'm talkin' to you, homie) Hey, what you know about that? Hey, I know all about that Fresh off the jet to the block, burnin' rubber with the top popped Partna bustin' shots, I tell him stop, it make the block hot (Hey) Your label got got (Hey) 'Cause you are not hot (Hey) I got the top spot (Hey) And it will not stop Video or not, dog, we'll bust it 'til the Glock stop Drag you out that Bentley coupe and take it to the chop shop (Oh) Partna, we not y'all (Oh) If it may pop off I'll answer the question, "Will I get your block knocked off?" (Yeah) This what it is bro (Y-Y-Yeah) Look, I will kill, bro (Y-Yeah) I'm in your hood, if you a gangsta, what you hid for? Somebody better get bro 'fore he get sent for You say you wanna squash it (What?) What you still talkin' shit for? Don't you know I got key by the three? When I chirp, shawty, chirp back Louis knapsack where I holdin' all the work at What you know about that? What you know about that? What you know about that? Hey I know all about that Loaded .44 on the low where the cheese at Fresh off the jet to the 'jects where the G's at What you know about that? What you know about that? Hey, what you know about that? Hey, I know all about that

So Disappointed We all disappointed All disappointed Aiight Now I believe in a lot of things Believe karma real, Believe all i can Believe the bible is re-written, preacher be bullshiting So when they speak believe not a thing Believe ML-King had a dream for real He in Heaven, and we be dealing with demons still Like an episode of Pinky and the brain for real Wanna run the world & rule errthing for real Well god damn (Hol' Up Hol' Up) Whatchu think will happen when you die ma man,(Die ma man) Even better whatchu gon do when they push you in the fire ma man Well ima a sinner (true) but not like you I ain't being malicious in the shit i do Well, i might smoke a blunt or two (ugh) Minaj every month or two Sell i dope to get some money, shit i wanna do law But i can't go to school, i ain't go the money to Rather give me fifty years than a scholarship Anythang to keep me outta politics I believe politicans pull a lot of triggers The war on drug crack epidemic, all a dat The death of Bob Marley & Malcom X Pac n Biggie too, but i ain't really sure about dat Believe Jesus, die for my sins, dont need no forgivness for me to hide behind man The KKK and the USA got a thang like Superman got for Lois Lane Uncle Sam lift a lady just address Us Grabbing on the pussy yelling "shawty that thang" Now be clear, I ain't tryna this ain't no black thang or white thang Its a dead wrong and right thang Believe white supremacy, think i'ont see it Errthang they tryna bring down on me Like the stop and frisk, mass incarceration that perpetuation of recidivism That mean they create a system hard to break That why many is still behind bars today Columbus day u believe a holiday What about Capone and Doc Holiday Lucky Luciano John Gotti day Bumpy Johnson and Larry hoover day Happy Meech day Happy Tookie day Happy Hitler day sound stupid hey That's cause hypocrisy more American than democracy Far as I can see the constitution won't for folk that look like me and that's what I believe! Wanna be better but you down at the moment Give dat shit to god it'll be better in the morning Still think your skin make you way more important Naaaaahh (Hol' up) All this money but you still can't afford me Gotta sell your soul just to get up on the Forbes list Leader of the generation, Ima get us all in Aaaaahhh All your plans ain't worth for damn Cus in front of God, you are just a man Wanna take advantage of a lesser man Build a wall, keeping out the mexican Go to standing rock and wanna poison water, just like Michigan I ain't this a bitch If I learnt anything, i've seen any bitch can be president (Hold up) I say that nigga hostile, get the yellow flare in they nostril (Hold up) God never said weapons wouldn't form, he just said they wouldn't prosper Stand for your people, ya Stand with your brother, its time with your sister, ya Stand for your people, ya We can't give another fuck Message to Americaaaaa So Disappointing, we all disappointed Bout to do some more play, Oh u want that OA? How you doing numbers very similar to my case Neighbourhood like a battlefield, we are not safe (I believe we are not safe, I believe we are not safe) (I belive dat what I believe dat what I believe we are not safe) (I believe we are not safe) (I believe dat what I believe we are not safe, dat what i believe, dat what i believe, eyy)