paroles de chanson Life - Album Version (Edited) - Beanie Sigel , Freeway
Ooh
It's
that
real
street
shit
They're
ready
for
this
one,
nigga
Ooh
shit
ohh
I
came
up
with
my
man,
same
hood,
same
age
Withheld
names
to
protect
the
guilty
and
Your
boy,
Free
was
filthy,
same
clothes,
different
day
Be
the
first
to
admit
it,
while
niggaz
claim
to
be
willies,
hey
We
cleaned
up
the
first
Donny
I
drove
We
cooled
up
the
first
tommy
I
seen,
follow
the
flow
Smoke
a
timmy,
with
this
semi,
made
his
chimney
move
Nerves
made
his
body
shake,
everybody
froze
So
young
with
a
pump
and
a
mac
But
still
manage
to
make
it
the
magic,
the
bad
kids
On
the
block,
with
a
bundle
of
crack,
package
of
pills
All
heads
will
try
to
teach
us
to
rhyme
He
said,
"Muhammed
walk
with
a
sword",
I
roll
with
a
gat
This
the
same
shit,
different
day,
from
times
Now
my
man
Book
ain't
writing
me
back
So
I
figured,
try
to
reach
'em
with
rhymes,
no
listen
to
Mac
We
thuggin'
for
life
gonna
take
it
And
then
enough
ain't
no
mistakin'
But
it's
for
life,
it's
my
life
Not
for
the
taking
To
all
my
boys
in
the
hood,
the
East
Coast
throw
boy
back
From
the
land
of
them
throw
boys
black
I
keep
my
toast
in
the
hood,
gon'
squeeze
Hope
you
throw
yours
back
come
to
the
streets
To
bring
my
homeboys
back
Blew
my
mind
out
this
piece,
but
I'm
always
back
I
got
sheet
in
my
air,
like
mac,
fall
away
back
Shit,
I'm
trynna
come
way
up
And
make
the
path
so
freak,
I
tear
the
runaway
up
My
life
a
bitch
with
a
period
on
But
still
I
keep
it
real,
dog,
I'm
hittin'
it
raw
And
I
don't
know
how
to
carry
this
bitch
Sometime
I
wanna
marry
this
bitch
Sometimes
I
feel
like
quitting
this
whore
But
I
can't
'cause
it
feel
like,
giving
it
all
I've
been
on
so
fucking
much,
feel
like
my
living
was
all
But
in
my
lifetime,
I'm
a
deliver
regrets
Still
with
the
evils,
know
that
one
day
I'ma
sit
with
the
boss
We
thuggin'
for
life
gonna
take
it
And
then
enough
ain't
no
mistakin'
But
it's
for
life,
it's
my
life
Not
for
the
taking
It's
not
even
close,
we
throw
toast,
sleep
with
ya
gats
It's
the
worst
of
both
hoods,
holla
at
'em
Mac
Follow
up
exact
with
the
Mac,
and
the
V
Get
back,
if
you
happen
to
see,
the
Mac
or
Free,
at
where
you
be
I
be
where
you
at,
I
come
where
you
live
The
cat
untuckle
the
gat,
maneuver
the
thing
The
Mac
untuckin'
a
pump,
removin'
they
wig,
with
ease
Hear
the
feds
trynna
ruin
the
boss
Sieg'
'Fore
they
kill
me
like
Cornbread,
you
be
like
Dial
Lo
Before
I'm
stuck
like
Luima,
I
be
up
when
you
need
it
And
I'ma
ride
for
you,
lace
up
my
sneakers,
puffin'
my
reefer
Tuckin'
my
heater,
duckin'
your
rounder
Tell
'em
tricks
they
gonna
die
when
I
see
'em
Let
'em
know
my
friend
colt
45
trynna
meet
with
they
mind
But
we
keep
drama,
think,
rhyme
is
the
reason
And
Freeway
the
reason
that
you
tied
up
in
pajamas
We
thuggin'
for
life
gonna
take
it
And
then
enough
ain't
no
mistakin'
But
it's
for
life,
it's
my
life
Not
for
the
taking
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1 Free - Album Version (Edited)
2 What We Do - Album Version (Edited)
3 All My Life - Album Version (Edited)
4 Flipside - Album Version (Edited)
5 On My Own - Album Version (Edited)
6 We Get Around - Album Version (Edited)
7 Don't Cross The Line - Album Version (Edited)
8 Life - Album Version (Edited)
9 Full Effect - Album Version (Edited)
10 Turn Out The Lights (Freewest) - Album Version (Edited)
11 Victim Of The Ghetto - Album Version (Edited)
12 You Don't Know (In The Ghetto) - Album Version (Edited)
13 Alright - Album Version (Edited)
14 Hear The Song - Album Version (Edited)
15 You Got Me
16 Line 'Em Up - Album Version (Edited)
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