Life's a Puzzle

[Chorus: L.V., La Tee] Life in the hood, (life in the hood) Life in the hood, (yeah, just like a puzzle) Life in the hood, (life in, life in the hood) Life in the hood, is just like a puzzle The good die young [Verse 1: Dresta] It's like a jungle, sometimes when you rhyme The hood took you under Niggas start to wonder, why you missing all these summers I ain't seen the streets in like 5 or 6 weeks Cause I'm back on the cell block Looking like I'm shell shocked In and out, down south, up north I'm back back, forth and forth I can't seem to keep my black ass out of dough Cause I'm steady doing dirt, put in work for the turf I did a gang of killing, and still ain't learnt a damn thing Except how to gang bang Talk slang and shoot game And now I think I'm the mack of the century Cause I got this bitch running through the penitentiary But never knowing she was hoeing in the hood, black Til the day my homies say: "Dre that bitch a hoodrat" But shoot the package on some nights and I'm alright Just another piece of the puzzle of my fucked up life [Chorus: L.V., La Tee] Life in the hood is just like a puzzle (like a puzzle) If in the game, your looking for trouble (looking for trouble) [Verse 2: BG Knocc Out] My life is like a puzzle I thank god for everyday I'm seeing Living in the world cause I'm bout European Being, a young black male is like having on Some gasoline underwear bailing through hell Cause we have no win that we can all see Ask Rodney King, Michael J and Mike T And what about OJ, I think its a set up Pac you said it first but my nigga keep your head up They don't wanna see another black man make it And everything we get that look nice, they wanna take it So make it, 187 on the police I'm tired of seeing niggers get stressed And fucked with no grease No peace, no justice, motherfuck this Live BG's doing dirt out of cutless The three strikes march, it didn't help the situation All it did was increase the jail population [Chorus: L.V., La Tee] [Break: L.V.] Life in the hood is just like a puzzle Life in the hood is just like a puzzle [Verse 3: Dresta] My homies is a piece to my puzzle I love they ass to death But the more I look around, there ain't too many of us left Survival of the fittest, and the strong don't survive I can count more real niggas dead than alive So niggas stop the talking, let that bullshit keep walking I'm trying to get mine, so quit wasting my time And if I had a dime for every time I met a bitch That I thought was the shit, my ass would be rich But no, I'm broke, and bitches ain't a joke Nigga you better check yo bitch, talking shit Will get that ho smoked, (I'm down with you baby) Bitch, don't even make a nigga start Trying to get inside my heart So she can tear my life apart I already got enough strain on my brain Than to be busy worried about some busy ass dame But game, recognize game with the Dresta Fool, I thought you knew about the west side gangsta [Chorus: L.V., La Tee]