Livin' The Life Lyrics - Singles - The Lox

(puff talking) 

Yeah, the game of life 

In this game it's not whether you win or lose 

But how you played the game 

Come on 

(stylez) 

Everything involves the lox 

Ask the niggas with the money in the safe 

And the cats on cell blocks 

Car parked in the lot 

Door is locked 

And the only time the phone is blocked is when home is hot 

I announce the bounce 

Smooth like an ounce 

Blow more ways than one 

Y'all niggas count 

One mississippi - you can't get with me 

Two mississippi - you never gon' hit me 

Three mississippi - can't no bitch trick me 

Four mississippi - won't no dog sick me 

Five mississippi - we in mississippi 

Twenty deep in the block 

Real niggas rock with me 

Blazing, reving in the black 9-11 

Lox out of sight like michael knight and kevin 

Living dead 

Hoes giving head to the feds 

Catch him with the calico 

Light him up in bed 

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Chorus x2 (stylez) 

Livin' the life, either you rise or fall 

It's a two-way street be large or small 

Livin' the life, either you die or ball 

It's a two-way street be rich or poor 

(sheek) 

My niggas order parts for cars like motherfuckin' pizza 

For years 

While you get all yours from sears 

What!? nigga even my guns be ger-man 

Links, cu-ban 

Rugs, persian 

Now we can take this another level pa-pa 

And simply bust your pinata you hot-sa 

Lox take blocks 

Turn 'em into fort knox 

Cake wasn't blowin' here 

Till we started going there 

What!? I ain't hateing you cause you's a little richer 

But you old and I'm young, so that mean I think quicker 

When bitch drunk 

I'm bent up 

I bounce with the land blow 

(? ) pump the missile 

Black berry molassi 

Flossin' with the bad mama sita 

My chi-ca 

Be ten cent 

Job with the government 

Tap the fed line 

So when they raid I'll be lovin' it 

Photos 

Chorus x2 

(jadakiss) 

I swear under oath no bullshit will any lock take 

Cause we stop drama like anti-lock brakes 

High stakes 

Politic, pies and cakes 

Real niggas do dirt, tell lies, then skate 

What up son? 

What you bullshittin' bout now huh? 

Where we from? 

Don't matter cause we gettin' it done 

Land rover, double sun roof 

Bulletproof 

Tangaray and grapefruit 

Got me hurlin' on my boots 

Man please 

Spit it out, twist the trees 

5-40 I fly when I'm dissin' the d's 

Deep dish p. 

Sip dom p. with ease 

First two words I ever learn, cock and squeeze 

Ain't about that 

Trying to do without that 

Makin' niggas fuck up their budget 

Time to get their paper route back 

L-o-x three letter word, black mall 

With every last member of the team on the job 

Whether ir be controllin' the street 

Holdin' the heat 

Really don't matter to me 

Long as we eat 

Chorus x2