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[Hook- Rasaq] Ohh ohh This is the life for me, it feels so right for me Theres no other kinda life for me, so slip n slide wit me Come ride wit me, nigga.. it`s the hooood life
[Verse One- Rasaq] Uh Say hello to the hood life, good night to the good life A hoodie and a good white, shirt `ll make you look right Mama don`t cook right, that`s why niggaz don`t look right They on the block wit them roc`s, only wanna cook white Played by the book syke, niggaz kinda crook like Fiends almost just like, movin` kinda rush like Bustas mostly roll dice, gun fights on most nights Papa don`t get his dough right, he might end up wit no lights And often in this age, we feel like dogs in a cage Go off in a rage, and get lost in our ways Some more honest will pay, but some walk astray To sellin` weed to pills, to often to yay Gotta watch what you say, gotta watch how you behave Cuz nigga I promise you, that you ain`t promised today Up in the coffin to lay, wit a cross at ya grave With a shot in ya brain, and that`s all for today
[Hook- Rasaq] Ohh ohh This is the life for me, it feels so right for me Theres no other kinda life for me, so slip n slide wit me Come ride wit me, nigga.. it`s the hooood life
[Rasaq - talking over hook] Rasaq on the block, ye ye
[Verse Two- Rasaq] Mamas on welfare, kinfolks in a wheel chair Papas gettin` grey hairs, searchin` for some health care My niece playin` with food stamps, try not be a nusanse Tryna tie these glusands, while puttin` in my two cents Tryna make two cents into a million, wit a new lex And a duplex, nigga all I need is a blueprint And niggaz know the rules, not the kind that the government choose The kind in church, that you hum in the pues No a nigga won`t taddle, he rather have you rip his adams apple Than run his trap, and let his little lips baffle Livin` in the hoods a battle, hustlin`s a hastle Bulidin` up ya empire, hopin` they don`t come crush ya castle And thugs love to blast you And that`s not all ya own girl, is addicted to some colorful capsels While niggaz luck less, I search for success This work is such stress, it hurts I love rest And my heart is full of stone, it get`s me off in the zone Till my poverty is gone, and I`m on top of the throne And it`s awful alone, when to talk to on the phone Or in the drop on some chrome, headed off to my home, nigga
[Hook- Rasaq] Ohh ohh This is the life for me, it feels so right for me Theres no other kinda life for me, so slip n slide wit me Come ride wit me, nigga.. it`s the hooood life
Rasaq on the block baby, whew Gyeah
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