The World Is Changing Lyrics - Singles - Fatal

[singer]-oohhhh(hold note) 

[voice]- tell'em where you come in, tell that fake nigga where you come in 

[singer]-oohhhh(hold note) 

[voice]- y'all bitch niggaz is jealous, I see a whole bunch of suckers 

Verse one 

Won't you niggas, take a look at a real thug 

And see why, ya bitches get suspicious and peal 

Slugs, at me, til the day I die, high muthafucker tryin' 

To think of somethin', other then dyin' 

What the fuck could you do me? but laugh and diss 

Stay in your place, while a real playa mash to this 

I know it's heaven for g's, m-11 to squeeze 

'bout an ounce, and body counts, to drop pass seven degree's 

I'm a neva go home, blastin' on you bitch made 

Jealous ass niggas, switchin' up like a switch blade 

Life is what you make it, I'm make it in dope 

My dog died in tail cell, shakin' from rope 

It's only one way out the game, and I suggest you stay 

From escapade, profess you chest and laid 

Put ya guns down, shoot for revolution, and mash 

In other words, keep your shit cocked shootin' 

For cash 

Chorus 

[singer]- life ain't what, it used to be 

Babbbyyy it's so easy, the world is changin' 

Will I live or will I die? will I ever see the light? 

The world is changin' 

Verse two 

My next kin to crew, is a selected few 

If you don't fuck wit me, they won't bust at you 

I been from cali, sac the bay area and back 

In this world thats all black, more critical wit tha mack 

Are russian war, kick it they bitches and fuck'em all 

? like squad, they all talked, I stuck'em all 

Yall niggas goin' despice on me, makin' thugs out you suckas 

Come and ride for me, dyin' is the hardest part of livin' ya life 

Talkin' slick, after tellin' me that bitch was ya wife 

So your fiancee, probably goin' wild for me 

I write a letter to my un-born child 

And tell my baby girl to smile for me 

Chorus 

Verse three 

Bumpin', jumpin' from jeerz, wit these thugs that hide ten's 

On they hips six-shooters, inside a buggy-i benz 

Approach hard, slidin' speed roads, from the coast guard 

Better warn you, befo I put somethin' on you 

And it your folks hard, that henny mix 

Rappers fire quick like twenty blix, any click beefin' 

'cause, they don't city wit, loves goin' get cha 

Hussein been it, affendin' ya little dogs 

Puttin' thugs on a stretcher, so suffer 

Look at her wiggle, and don't touch her 

Must cha make suicidal threats, to cuff her 

You ain't a playa(nigga), while you ridin' a bitch 

And ain't a ridah, now you's a sucka and ya pride is clinched 

Once she go thug, so always be thugged 

Remember that son, all I want is action 

Won't hesitate to clap one, the east and the west 

Got me packed and stressed, but through the pain 

All I'm tryin' to , is gain happiness 

Why don't you niggas, take a look at a real thug 

And see, why these suckas tryin' ball on me, me god 

Chorus 

Makaveli to don, kadafi rest in peace 

(makaveli to don) 

[singer]- will I live or will I die? will I ever see the light 

The world is changin', ooohhhhh