paroles de chanson Living Tha Gangsta Life - Xzibit , Tha Dogg Pound
He
repeats
an
alleged
conversation
Between
Snoop
and
an
unnamed
L.A.
sheriff's
lieutenant
Officer:
I
think
I
know
who
killed
Tupac
Snoop:
I
do
too,
the
guy
who
was
seated
next
to
him
Officer:
You
mean,
Suge
Knight?
Snoop:
Yes
Awww
shit!
How
the
fuck
can
you
niggas
be
on
TV
live
On
channel
13
but
call
yourself
a
gangster?
Nigga,
ya
better
stop
doin
all
that
dry
snitchin
When
you
know
it
ain't
real,
'fore
somebody
come
getchu
This
Big
C
style,
Dogg
Pound
gangster
for
life
I
move
bricks
and
llel,
I
freeze
'em
with
ice
I
keep
my
business
seperate
from
my
personal
life
My
and
me
niggas
hustle
enough,
move
enough
weight
To
buy
real
estate,
vehicles,
paperwork
straight
Little
niggas
try
to
calculate
the
money
I
make
I
ain't
havin
it,
I
keep
the
gauge
cocked
in
kitchen
cabinet
Grabbin
it,
for
any
altercation
Catch
a
permanent
vacation,
fuckin
with
the
Son
of
Satan
And
I
ain't
waitin
for
the
one
time
they
catch
me
Arrest
me,
and
rape
me,
humiliate,
distress
me
Telephone
rang,
when
I
answered
then
they
hung
up
Three
niggas
kicked
the
front
door
with
they
guns
up
Cover
my
son
up,
and
let
the
lead
off
Pumped
the
pump,
Xzibit
took
them
niggas
heads
off
Be-atch
Kurupt
(Daz)
Livin
the
gangsta
life
(Livin
the
gangsta
life)
Livin
the
gangsta
life
(Livin
the
gangsta
life)
We
live
the
gangsta
life
(Live
the
gangsta
life)
Livin
the
gangsta
life
(Hah,
hah,
hah,
hah)
Live
the
gangsta
life
(We
live
the
gangsta
life)
Livin
the
gangsta
life
(Live
the
gangsta
life)
We
live
the
gangsta
life
(We
live
the
gangsta
life)
I
wake
up
five
in
the
mornin,
smoke
a
sack
in
the
head
Sneak
out
the
back,
ground
was
trackin,
thuggin,
dodgin
the
feds
Slangin,
hangin
on
the
corner,
regulatin
the
hood
Bangin
and
robbin,
transportin
the
goods
Hop
in
the
Buggy
and
throw
my
cell
in
my
pocket
Grab
my
strap,
cockin
to
see
my
homie,
hop
in
the
fo'
(Sup
cous')
Watch
the
young
hoes
jockin
that
gangsta
life
Niggas
is
heated,
down
to
jump
on
site,
nah
I
just
swerve
the
boulevard
and
maintain
the
status
of
a
G
'Cause
ain't
nothin
but
the
hog
in
me
Niggas
around
my
way
don't
get
along
with
me
(Why?)
'Cause
they
jealous
that
I
packin
more
than
thirty
G's,
nigga
Cocaine
and
weed
was
the
only
factor
in
my
life,
I'm
comin
up
I'm
runnin
on
anybody
who
postin
rent
up
Everbody
in
my
family
path
was
dead
Heaven
to
Hell,
that's
where
my
homies'll
dwell
Straight
gangstas
Kurupt
(Daz)
Live
the
gangsta
life
(Livin
the
gangsta
life)
Livin
the
gangsta
life
(Livin
the
gangsta
life)
We
live
the
gangtsa
life
(Livin
the
gangsta
life)
Livin
the
gangsta
life
(Livin
the
gangsta
life)
Live
the
gangsta
life
(Livin
the
gangsta
life)
Livin
the
gangsta
life
(Livin
the
gangsta's
life)
We
live
the
gangsta
life
(And
live
the
gangsta's
life)
Livin
the
gangsta
life
(Hah,
hah,
hah,
hah)
Yea,
and
if
ya
bang
say,
what,
gangsta
life
Give
it
up
to
all
the
homies
say,
gangsta
life
Check
it
out
Gangstas
let
it
all
go,
no
games
No
snitchin
allowed,
spittin
no
names
I'm
G
(I'm
G)
and
you
ain't
(you
ain't)
I
can
(I
can)
and
you
can't
(you
can't)
Ever
since
you
dropped
names,
you
outta
sight
Snitchin
on
ya
homeboys
- that
ain't
right
I
always
grew
up
since
eighteen
and
up
With
somethin
to
throw
up,
the
hood
we
threw
up
(Look
at
this
Dogg
Pound
Gangsta)
Flashbacks,
of
times
we
got
bust
at
Turn
around
bust
back
then
scat
Movin
on
up
to
the
top
of
the
map
'Cause
gangstas'll
be
here
'til
the
Curl
come
back
This
is
our
world
- land
of
the
gangsta
macks
Patrolled
by
the
blue
and
red
rags
Out
here
we
ain't
into
ice
Just
bangin,
dicin,
the
gangsta
life
(homie)
[- Kurupt]
2x
Livin
gangsta
life
Livin
the
gangsta
life
We
live
the
gangsta
life
Livin
the
gangsta
life
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