Nigga 4 Life Lyrics - Bad Azz

[Bad Azz] 

We confined to these wordly ways, it's unchanging 

The money makes, murder the kids, and gangbangin 

The stock market crashed, they watchin my black ass 

You pop em for fast cash so we dies over dollars 

Get wise hold the knowledge, we rides know the choices 

The key to the future, the devil he wanna shoot ya 

Fuck em they call us niggs I'm tryin to make a livin 

Do some touchin, you know I'm pretty good with the bustin 

Trustin nothin you can buy if your money in discretion 

We'll beat you and car jacks and leave you wit a concussion 

We the gang, we mash and blast and maintain 

Still the same, just fuckin wit a brand new thang 

Bang, bang, take that, nigga 'fore we skirt out 

Aint gotta say shit already put the word out 

Ya heard how the thang goes down around us 

We playas, so haters can't clown around us 

On point, big fat blunts and joints 

And get drunk, this cold world, they aint givin a fuck 

About you livin let alone you livin it up 

Niggas is stuck, I'm tryin to keep my head above water 

Not stressed about dyin for a quarter in a shorter 

My time get the heart of my rhymes, get a nigga get better with time 

And wonderin how I'm goin by, can't help it in the heat of the 

Heartless hood, it's all good 

CHORUS: Snoop Dogg 

You's a nigga when you born, a nigga when you dyin 

Nigga quit lyin you's a nigga for life 

You's a nigga when you ridin, a nigga when you sidin 

Nigga quit tryin you's a nigga for life 

You can paint your face and change your nose and buy new clothes 

But you know what... 

You cant change who the fuck you are 

You's a motherfucking nigga for life 

[Goldie Loc] 

It's all sowed up, in the LBC 

Bitches breakin bread when they see the lil ass gee 

I keeps my finga on the trigga 'cause I'm down for this bangin shit 

Quick to do it for the cause bitch I smash for my dogs 

So don't get close to my nine 

'cause if you do you in store to see your nigga do the crime 

Sirens goin off, niggas bowin down 

Now you know about to rip gut fools ready to clown 

Nigga fuck you bitches, and you hoes and you sluts 

You tricks don't know what the fuck's up 

On the eastside we ride, nigga 24 / 9 

Tryin to keep my hands on somethin nigga at all times 

Ready for war now that my pockets got bigger 

You other fools die when I ride for my niggas 

Cuss, bust, and fuss and kick up dust 

What you laughin at nigga don't get your bitch ass rushed 

CHORUS 

[Tray Deee] 

As a child I was wild as fuck, and down to dump 

And kept a sawed off brown to pump 

And my reputation never takin time to thank 

Role models, holdin bottles, as we ride and drink 

Livin right and plottin how to come up off the bottom 

Black stockings in our pockets and I pocket profits 

Fuck a school, I tuck a tool and start steppin 

First lesson, aint no question, you gotta have protection 

Sheets on the streets showin niggas defeats 

And most beef don't cease 'til the trigga release 

Livin hard, givin scars, gettin noise from hustlin 

Slangin gangbangin run a game in musslin 

Trustin nothin, sayin fuck it is the slogan 

Everywhere we go we off the chronic and the potion 

>From the ocean to the city to the valley to the bay 

Niggas on the mission for the cabbage every day 

Cutthroats, gunsmoke, dope and hoes 

What controls niggas souls on the streets I roll 

Bold letters think the gangs where I bang is at 

Saints, Cowboys, Steelers and Raider hats 

Though I know we all the same no matter what we claim 

If you a nigga you a nigga and that aint gon change 

We love Martin Luther King but respected Malcolm 

'cause he didn't give a fuck about the outcome 

CHORUS 2X