Yeah, word Got some Remy Martin Some good-ass cigars Check it out Ayo, late night Candlelight Fiend wit' Diesel In his needle Queensbridge leader No
' slippin' listen, we ain't stoppin' now (Can't stop) We won't even pause, y'all can lick my balls (Bitches) We livin' the good life, good life, good life (Livin' the good life
Перевод: Nate Dogg. Good Life (feat. Nas, Js.
' listen, we ain't stoppin' now (Can't stop) We won't even pause, y'all can lick my balls (Bitches) We livin' the good life, good life, good life (Livin' the good life
slippin' listen, we ain't stoppin' now (Can't stop) We won't even pause, y'all can lick my balls (Bitches) We livin' the good life, good life, good life (Livin' the good life
I'm killing 'em, I shed my blood, About everything I love, [Diddy] To the eye blacker, over handed face the palm smacker, Good scrapper, cat stacker, good
it I heard him say Hailie's name on a song and I just lost it It was crazy, this shit went way beyond some Jay-z and Nas shit And even though the battle
(feat. Nas, Quan) Yea, hehe. Don Quan A vision of God's Son Nas. That nigga Cass rules. Whattup baby [Chorus: Quan] Y'all niggaz is crazy. (To think
voice I'm killin' 'em I shed my blood About everything I love Am still a eye blacker, open handed, face the palm smacker Goods strapper, cat stacker, good
Yo, Yo Gansta, gansta Gansta, yo That's right Journey through the life of some real niggas Some real niggas, you'll never see what I've seen When I sleep
across the row Then I walk through the hood, where they up to no good Slangin' them O's like a real O.G should oh, he's good, no he would Never sell
to funerals, readin' rest in peace You know the usual, death comes in threes Life is short is what some nigga said Not if you measure life by how one
we bringin' all of the paper and From nothin' to somethin' You know us we the usual suspects Seventeen, tryna man up Feed the fam boy, I put that on these damn goods
a style unfamiliar sound, That?s how we kicked in the doo-oo-oor What it be like, bone thug nigga, born ?n bred in the Cleveland street life, And believe
Not for popularity reasons, but for the love of the art And you my heart, I leave casualties bleedin' 'Cause we keep it death for a death, life for a life
