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Tytuł: Life Ain't Easy

  • Wykonawca: Master P
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[police siren]
  
  [Master P as cop]
  Driver, slowly step out of the vehicle
  Passenger, keep your hands up high
  You don't have a right to remain silent
  Anything I write in this report
  is gonna be fuckin used against you, hahaha
  Where dey at - where dey at, where dey at?
  
  [Porshe - repeat over other vocals]
  Life ain't easy (life ain't easy)
  I know they comin for me (comin for me)
  
  [C-Murder]
  This ghetto got me strapped
  I keep my hand on my nine, I can't depend on the one time
  This ghetto got me strapped
  I keep my hand on my nine, I can't depend on the one time
  
  Is you scared or is you real? Cause yo' face is kinda pale
  I know these streets is kinda hard but me, I'm bout my fuckin mail
  They say that evil lurks in the dark, and the trigger gots no heart
  I've been doin this shit from the start
  and yeah my bite is worse than my bark
  Nigga please, I'm a motherfuckin dog ass nigga
  Steady reppin on them hoes and I'm steppin on them niggaz
  Bitch I thought that you was hard, til I caught you in yo' garage
  and I hit you with that ?, now you tryin to press some charges
  like a bitch - talkin bout, "It's all good - I ain't trippin"
  Shook my hand - but man, I can't wait to catch you slippin
  in the STREETS, cause I'm crazy gang related, and it's FUCKED UP
  Them bitches tryin to ban me cause my music get y'all bucked up
  Fuck!
  
  [Porshe - repeat over other vocals]
  Life ain't easy (life ain't easy)
  I know they comin for me (comin for me)
  
  [C-Murder]
  This ghetto got me strapped
  I keep my hand on my nine, I can't depend on the one time
  This ghetto got me strapped
  I keep my hand on my nine, I can't depend on the one time
  
  [Master P]
  Did you fear me when you see me? Look in the mirror you wanted to be me
  Put on your Converse and your green cause you thought that you had seen me
  Now you afraid of the real? For that you better guard your grill
  I'm the Candyman I'm Master P and you might get spilled
  For the lights and I'ma shine like Joe the Jeweler
  See I'm a big bout it Benz and you a sixty-nine Cougar
  Ahahahaha
  
  [tires peel out]
  [police siren chases]