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Life's A Puzzle Lyrics - Real Brothas - Bg Knocc Out & Dresta

Life in the hood, (life in the hood) 

Life in the hood, (yeah, just like a puzzle) 

Life in the hood, (life in, life in the hood) 

Life in the hood, is just like a puzzle 

 

[dresta] 

Its like a jungle, sometimes 

When you rhyme 

The hood took you under 

Niggas start to wonder 

Why you missin all these summers 

I ain't seen the streets 

In like five or six weeks 

Cos I'm back on the cell block 

Lookin like I'm shell shocked 

In and out 

Down south, up north 

I'm back back, forth and forth 

I can't seem to keep my black ass outta dough 

Cos I'm steady doin dirt 

Put in work for the turf 

I did a gang of killin 

And still ain't learnt a damn thing 

Except how to gang bang 

Talk slang and shoot game 

And now I think I'm the mack of the century 

Cos I got this bitch runnin through the penatentiary 

But never knowin she was hoe'ing in the hood, black 

Till the day my homies say 'dre that bitch a hoodrat' 

But shoot the package on some nights 

And I'm alright 

Just another piece of the puzzle of my fucked up life 

 

[chorus] 

Life in the hood is just like a puzzle (like a puzzle) 

If in the game, your lookin for trouble (lookin for trouble) 

 

[bg knocc out] 

My life is like a puzzle 

I thank God for everyday I'm seeing 

Livin in the world cos I'm bout european 

Bein, a young black male is like havin on 

Some gaseline underwear bailin through hell 

Cos we have no win that we can all see 

Ask rodney king, michael j and mike t 

And what about oj, I think it's a set up 

Pac you said it first but my nigga keep your head up 

They don't wanna see another black man make it 

And everything we get that look nice 

They wanna take it 

So make it, 187 on the po-lice 

I'm tired of seein nigga's get stressed 

And fucked with no grease 

No peace, no justice 

Motherfuck this 

Live bg's doin dirt outta cuttless 

The three strikes march 

It didn't help the situation 

All it did was increase the jail population 

 

[chorus] 

 

(life in the hood is just like a puzzle) 

Life in the hood is just like a puzzle 

 

[dresta] 

My homies is a piece to my puzzle 

I love they ass to death 

But the more I look around 

There ain't too many of us left 

Survival of the fittest 

And the strong don't survive 

I can count more real niggas dead than alive 

So niggas stop the talkin 

Let that bullshit keep walkin 

I'm tryin to get mine 

So quit wasting my time 

And if I had a dime for everytime I met a bitch 

That I thought was the shit 

My ass would be rich 

But no, I'm broke 

And bitches ain't a joke 

Nigga you better check yo bitch, talkin shit 

Will get that hoe smoked, (I'm down with you baby) 

Bitch, don't even make a nigga start 

Tryin to get inside my heart 

So she can tear my life apart 

I already got enough strain on my brain 

Than to be busy worried about some busy ass dame 

But game, recognise game with the dresta 

Fool, I thought you knew about the westside gangsta 

 

[chorus till fade]