The Life I Live Lyrics - Kurupt

Yeah, My Life 

Kurupt Young Gotti, Why everybody mad 

(The life I live) (Yeah.) 

Yeah, Lifes a bitch homie 

Back in the days 

Growing up in the hood 

Run-ning those silly streets 

Always up to no good 

Were up all night... 

And sleep all day 

The strangle and find a way to get payed 

The life I live... 

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Yeah money and cars, Life of a gangsta in world of stars 

Family and friends the way lifes starts and the ways it ends 

8 feeled with inspiration-16 seperated-17 I graduated 

21 I finally made it-hope flows-life driffs-money wastes-blood drips 

Learn a little bit, earn a little more 

A close mouth don't defend dip behind doors 

This is my insurence just to reinsure 

Its hard to exist, in this existence 

Pistol blazing fifths in this existence 

I tra-vel a million miles just so-I can see 

A million in one miles, a million in one thousand 

Casin', 

and-carry the case just like grates in waist sell fates in my states 

Imperial game, help you survive except with the imperial aim 

To shoot through clouds, be a little quite 

You just to loud, you need a silencer 

You bust to loud 

Photos 

Yeah money and cars, Life of a gangsta in world of stars 

Yeah I remember-Family and friends the way lifes starts 

and the ways it ends 

Broken down-taken up-dropped off-knocked off-grow up-blew up 

What now-shut down-shackled, chains singled out blame 

Wit-Not enough heart, to stand up for 

I ain't got a pistol pointed whatcha hand up for 

Gave up lost cars as something we fighting for lost following crowds 

Look at a nigga now, it doesn't matter whos wrong or right I guess 

Long as you fight for yours with all might I guess 

This whole confutation, to much stress 

Wars for the wrong reasons how our mamas looking at me 

How the hoods looking at me badder-or-good looking at me 

Mellowing up the shy day play by me 

I'm something ya'll never you wanna grow up to be 

Dogg Pound Gangstaz, D-P-G 

Sincerely to you paragraph by me 

Young Gotti 

Yeah money and cars, Life of a gangsta in world of stars 

Without-my family and friends the way lifes starts and how they end 

What a day, why trip, I've been living to much of my life on the hit 

Hop, the 6-4 round the block 

When all the homies use to bang playin it rock 

Get ya game together, learn and earn 

More abaration and less street concern 

A penny sayer, is million in a year 

I'll be busting til' theres no feeling in your ear 

Moves calculated, 

Just a sneak peek for the homies push mad dogs threads in U-Neek 

I don't know why they playing fo', 

I got feeling bout what we-be spaying fo' 

Theres a time for everythang, trust me homie 

Don't try to over sell me or under cut me homie 

Keep it on the run and you'll reach the two 

And to all the real homies this ones for you 

Yeah money and cars, Life of a gangsta in world of stars 

Yeah with-my family and friends its the way lifes starts 

and the ways they end 

(The life I live.) 

Yeah, My life (The life I live) 

Kurupt Young Gotti (Yeah...) 

(The life I live.) 

(The life I live) 

(The life I live.) 

(The life I live)