Текст песни Dis Iz Da Life - St. Lunatics
Man,
uh,
I've
been
thinking
What
you've
been
thinking
about,
man?
Ever
since
Country
Grammar
done
spent
seven
million
Millions,
I
told
you,
that
shit's
been
crazy
Shit's
been
fucking
crazy,
I
tell
ya
Man,
dis
iz
da
life,
club
packed,
I'm
lovin'
that
Picking
the
best
hoes
like
a
running
back,
what
up
with
that?
Ma,
let's
break
and
leave
the
spot
(Come
on,
Ma)
Before
the
haters
who
ain't
fuckin'
shoot
up
the
parking
lot
Man,
dis
iz
da
life,
club
packed,
I'm
lovin'
that
Picking
the
best
hoes
like
a
running
back,
what
up
with
that?
Ma,
let's
break
and
leave
the
spot
(Come
on,
Ma)
Before
the
haters
who
ain't
fuckin'
shoot
up
the
parking
lot
Man,
dis
iz
da
life,
club
packed,
I'm
lovin'
that
Picking
the
best
hoes
like
a
running
back,
what
up
with
that?
Ma,
let's
break
and
leave
the
spot
(Come
on,
Ma)
Before
the
haters
who
ain't
fuckin'
shoot
up
the
parking
lot
Man,
dis
iz
da
life
Ay
yo,
I'm
Chachee
Acolla,
dirty,
I
know
ya
heard
me
'Cause
I'm
forty
eight
plus
negative
thirty,
Murphy
perverted
And
you
know
that,
be
in
strip
clubs
where
the
shows
at
Keep
a
show
packed,
ay,
Yella
Mack,
where
my
dough
at?
Herky
got
my
quarter
0 sack
and
blunt
papers
Quick
to
rip
and
rap
roll
that,
my
life
saver
Playa
hater
hater,
Lunatic
rhyme
maker
I'm
the
arm,
the
leg,
the
leg,
arm,
head
maker
Call
me
when
you
finna'
break
up,
you
can't
take
a
I
take
care
a
that,
it
be
okay
when
we
wake
up
Short
so
I
gotta
lay
up,
no
dunkin'
for
me
I
sport
the
ten,
ain't
no
puntin'
for
me
Murphy
Lee,
the
school
boy's,
what
you
want
me
to
be?
So,
I'm
a
be
that,
for
six
D
I
G
I
T's
I'm
a
L
U
N
A
T
I
C,
'bout
to
B
L
O
W
U
P,
c'mon
Man,
dis
iz
da
life,
club
packed,
I'm
lovin'
that
Picking
the
best
hoes
like
a
running
back,
what
up
with
that?
Ma,
let's
break
and
leave
the
spot
(Come
on,
Ma)
Before
the
haters
who
ain't
fuckin'
shoot
up
the
parking
lot
Man,
dis
iz
da
life,
club
packed,
I'm
lovin'
that
Picking
the
best
hoes
like
a
running
back,
what
up
with
that?
Ma,
let's
break
and
leave
the
spot
(Come
on,
Ma)
Before
the
haters
who
ain't
fuckin'
shoot
up
the
parking
lot
Man,
dis
iz
da
life
Y'all
be
hatin'
a
lot
'cause
we
makin'
a
lot
I
be's
that
nigga
like
Vacant
Lot
I'm
achin'
hot,
check
what
you
got
to
get
in
the
spot
I'm
takin'
a
shot
before
I
pull
up
on
the
lot
It's
V.I.P.
parkin',
walked
in
sparkin'
Ain't
nobody
chargin',
feelin'
like
a
sergeant
They
all
linin'
up,
all
nines
and
up
And
I
better
make
my
choice,
the
night's
windin'
enough
Long
skirt,
cornrows,
she's
fine
enough
Dressed
in
black,
black
suit
and
my
brim
be
black
With
a
Cardinal
bird
on
it,
my
team
gon'
blow
Nigga,
I
put
my
word
on
it,
my
team
shoots
well
That's
if
I
had
a
curve
on
it,
no
standin'
in
line
(Who,
me?)
My
coat
got
fur
on
it,
I'm
a
slide
right
in
And
I
keep
a
room
key,
ain't
no
need
for
no
pin
I
got
Sugar
Daddy
partyin'
wit'
me,
man,
bring
mo'
friends
Man,
dis
iz
da
life,
club
packed,
I'm
lovin'
that
Picking
the
best
hoes
like
a
running
back,
what
up
with
that?
Ma,
let's
break
and
leave
the
spot
(Come
on,
Ma')
Before
the
haters
who
ain't
fuckin'
shoot
up
the
parking
lot
Man,
dis
iz
da
life,
club
packed,
I'm
lovin'
that
Picking
the
best
hoes
like
a
running
back,
what
up
with
that?
Ma,
let's
break
and
leave
the
spot
(Come
on,
Ma)
Before
the
haters
who
ain't
fuckin'
shoot
up
the
parking
lot
Man,
dis
iz
da
life
Check
it
It
ain't
my
fault,
I
was
born
with
Country
Grammar
and
talk,
Ma
No
Ma,
I
ain't
hurt,
that's
just
my
walk,
Ma
Slight
limp
son,
you
know,
to
Simpson
I
keep
it
burgged
out,
play
your
cards
right
you
get
some
Call
me
Kane
when
ya
sayin'
my
name,
the
lips
numb
I'm
talkin'
brains
in
the
back
of
the
Range,
been
done
I
be's
like
only
five,
ten,
weighin'
one,
seven,
one
But
if
you
close
your
eyes,
swore
you're
gettin'
crushed
by
a
bum
Be
like,
"Oh
Nelly,
can
I
call
you
Mr.
Hanes?"
Whichever
one
just
made
you
came,
then
that'll
be
thy
name
The
one
they
couldn't
tame,
I
ain't
speakin'
from
the
vain
I'm
speakin'
from
the
change,
the
rapper
and
the
chain
The
high
rise,
overlookin'
ducks
and
thangs
I
can
see
you're
fascinated
by
the
trucks
and
thangs
On
Q,
when
she
hopped
on
the
tip
my
man
She
must've
been
a
vibrant
thang,
a
vibrant
thang,
ay
All
my
niggas,
if
you
wit'
me,
let
me
know
(Why?)
Who
keep
it
hotter
in
the
night
than
in
the
day
(I)
You
boys
for
real,
you
fakin
at
the
same
time
Gotta
set
the
game
tight
'cause
some
of
y'all
ain't
playin'
right
Man,
dis
iz
da
life,
club
packed,
I'm
lovin'
that
Picking
the
best
hoes
like
a
running
back,
what
up
with
that?
Ma,
let's
break
and
leave
the
spot
(Come
on,
Ma)
Before
the
haters
who
ain't
fuckin'
shoot
up
the
parking
lot
Man,
dis
iz
da
life,
club
packed,
I'm
lovin'
that
Picking
the
best
hoes
like
a
running
back,
what
up
with
that?
Ma,
let's
break
and
leave
the
spot
(Come
on,
Ma)
Before
the
haters
who
ain't
fuckin'
shoot
up
the
parking
lot
Man,
dis
iz
da
life
Ever
since
that
Country
Grammar
shit
You
know,
this
has
been
the
life
Man,
I
don't
know,
I've
been
thinking
I
don't
man,
like,
everywhere
I
fucking
go
They
all
know
that
'Down,
Down,
baby'
shit
Maybe,
it's
nothing
changed
It's
the
other
people
around
them
changing
Everybody
else
around
you
changed,
I
have
noticed
that
I
noticed
that
maybe,
maybe
You
just
try
to
do
what
you've
been
tryin'
to
do
from
day
one
You
know,
it's
like
everybody
with
you
until
this
shit
happens
Once
the
shit
happens,
nobody
rolls
with
you
anymore
Everybody
wants
to
be
like,
you
know
'Fuck
him'
You
know
what
I'm
sayin'?
Fuck
them,
dis
iz
da
life
1 Groovin Tonight
2 Just For You - Intro
3 S.T.L.
4 Okay
5 Summer In The City
6 Mad Baby Daddy Skit - Pt. 1
7 Boom D Boom
8 Midwest Swing
9 Show 'Em What They Won
10 Let Me In Now
11 Dis Iz Da Life
12 MBD Skit, Pt. 2
13 Scandalous
14 Groovin Tonight
15 Jang A Lang
16 MBD Skit, Pt. 3
17 Real Niggaz
18 Here We Come
19 Love You So
20 Love You So
21 MBD Skit, Pt. 4
22 Batter Up
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