Can I Live Lyrics - The Lox

can i live? 

hell yeah but you still gon die 

cmon nigga you a thug 

but i'm still gon cry 

and you done learned off experience 

i'm still gon ride 

they kill me, you gon kill them? 

i still got pride 

can i live? 

hell yeah but you still gon die 

cmon nigga you a thug 

but i'm still gon cry 

and you done learned off experience 

i'm still gon ride 

they kill me, you gon kill them? 

i still got pride 

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yo now i done said everything i could possibly say 

ask them niggas in your camp is you hotter than j. a. 

d.a.k.i. two s's 

a true message 

y'all better wear a few vesses 

live pussies 

bout to be dead dicks 

i pack guns that shoot through schools the red bricks 

and just because you mighta seen me on the award show 

i'm still in the hood nigga gettin raw dough 

and later on tonight i might be hittin your hoe 

and i got more money so i'm coppin more dro 

everything i said i meant b 

y'all gon tempt me 

to rob y'all spend your whole stash on my empties 

mwa yours truly 

can't do nothing to me 

think you scarface but you aint see the end of the movie 

i'm the type of nigga that'll take 5 cakes 

turn em into 5 acres 

faster than 5 lakers 

lay back, get high, tote my gun around 

throw a string on the pony so i can tote my son around 

ay yo 

the path i walk is filled 

who the fuck won't i kill 

thin as that line down the hundred that you can tell if it's real 

smooth as sinatra 

you can tell by my pops that i'm street 

fuck the forecast i'll let you know what day'll be heat 

see i recruit smart niggas will hunt 

no dumb niggas 

who will kill over money not bitches like some niggas 

i think marketable 

fuck y'all niggas who stay bummin 

i'm that nigga sellin pills at all of howard homecomings 

if you get high i got weed 

and if you get drunk i got vodka 

and if you want base i got popcorn like orville reddenbacher 

see i'm bullseye 

i empty my bananna in your bandanna 

first try 

never will my bullets miss a vick 

i use one to do a hit 

on some professional shit 

bitch 

(ha that's crazy) 

outta three-fourths of them niggas who cross your path 

minus them half ass who talk fast and finish last 

who gon get his cash 

turn to his man and give him half 

cock the hammer back 

stood by his side and didn't dash 

when the charge is federal 

and they fingerprint his ass 

who can he trust to be 

front of the judge screamin it's just me 

it must be 

more than just a nigga love 

make em do five joints no contact without givin his niggas up 

give his keys to his truck 

wish his niggas luck 

call it's best fit suggested that she let his niggas fuck 

fingerfuck them figures up 

no parole 

bigger truck 

kasino is that name big enough 

nigga what 

you wouldn't bust your gat wit me 

if you never sat wit me 

lit up a sack wit me 

or hustle some crack wit me 

came through the cipher bow down and spat wit me 

hopped up the truck and gave niggas daps wit me 

you never laugh wit me 

never went half wit me 

never been through the struggle never felt the wrath wit me 

never slept on the same floor or 

hit the same whore 

ran up in the same store 

or with the same four 

blood thicker than water 

only in certain cases 

you need water to live you learn that in the basics 

better cherish your aces 

bullets in the faces 

of the jokers 

we laugh at fire nigga we smokers 

sittin on the sofa 

puffin the hash nigga we focused 

why lie i die where the coke is 

to end 

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