s something they don't show me now Left a player lonely now, it's all good That's why I'm robbing motherfuckers up in y'all hood Life got me pissed off
in pursuit of my change I done been through a group, and a solo tape Trying to stay out the kitchen, and cook no mo' cakes Can't stay on no crack, but
[Chorus] Too many niggas, trying to take me off of my game Just a nigga from the hood, that's looks some good Now they all want to to jock my fame When
wild Wasn't I good enough, to get some shit like that It was only a grade, you know I didn't deserve to get hit like that My life my life, falls under
do a 9-5, but where's the money? Coming to work damn near bumming, people thinkin' it's funny (haha). I'm fed up. Plus my homies sellin' crack doin good
rap villian, my new profession Who wanna see me at eight deep, f**k 3D You coward a*s motherf**kers'll never see me Bustin with automatic straps, my raw raps like good crack
? Fearing jail but crack sales got me livin' well In a sense I'm suicidal with this thug's life Staying strapped forever trapped in this drug life
my lessons as a thug in these wicked ass hood fights But I'm a baller now, nigga, I live the good life [Chorus] This is the good life, fuck my foes
label me a criminal And if I die, I wonder if heaven got a ghetto Chorus Verse Two: 2Pac Here on Earth, tell me what's a blick life worth A bottle
(If she didn't wanna fuck then she never would've called you) Repeated Yeah I dedicate this to my nigga Mike Tyson. It's all good. Chorus You ain't got
free I can't take what she offers me And this is how the world could be This is how the world should be Feels good to be back on the streets Cause I
good to me *2 [Eboni Foster] I don't care what it did to them The game's been good to me [Lady Levi] Oh, you tink life is yours? Life ain't na somethin
in the penn Sayin' them thug life niggas be like major pimps Stickin' to the rules is what made it simp Keep my finger on my Mac man The crack game Ain
jewels, and a uzi but all good things don't last task came fast, and busted my black ass coolen in tha pen, where tha goods kept now my little brother
back people are scheming on you exploiting all the things you lack they'll do what they have to do your good will is something they'll crack how many
a rida Say I'm a rida [VERSE 1] They putting presure on me son they want me to snap End up like X and whitney in my mansion smokin crack I'm parrionoid
silver duct tape on my 38. eight handle The women in my life bring confusion and shit SO like Nino when New Jack, I holla "cancel that bitch" Look at me, this is the life