Life

[Verse 1: Freeway] I came up with my man, same hood, same age Witheld names to protect the guilty and Your boy Free was filthy, same clothes, different day Be the first to admit it, while niggas claim to be Willies, hey He pulled up the first johnny I drove He cruised off the first homi I seen, follow the flow Smoke a timmy, with this semi, made his chimney move Nerves made his body shake, everybody froze So young with a pump and a mac Still manage to make it the Masjid, the bad kids On the block, with a bundle of crack, package of pills All heads will try to teach us Quran He said Muhammed walk with a sword, I roll with a gat This the same shit, different day, from times Now my man Book ain't writing me back So I figured, I'll try to reach 'em with rhymes, now listen to Mac [Hook: singer] We thuggin' for life Gonna take it, oww And then enough Ain't no mistakin' But it's for life, it's my life Not for the taking [Verse 2: Beanie Sigel] To all my boys in the hood, the East coast' does boys back From the land of them throw boys black I keep my toast in the hood, gon' squeeze Hope you throw yours back Come to the streets to bring my homeboys back Blew my mind out this piece, but I'm always back I got shiek in my ear, like mac, fall away back Shiit, I'm trynna come way up And make the path so freak, I tear the runaway up Uh, my life a bitch with a period on But still I keep it real, dog, I'm hittin' it raw And I don't know how to carry this bitch Sometime I wanna marry this bitch Sometimes I feel like quitting this whore But I can't cause it feel like kids is involved I've been on so fucking much, feel like my living was off But in my lifetime I learned to live with regrets Deal with D'evils, know that one day I'mma sit with the boss It's my life nigga [Hook] [Verse 3: Beanie Sigel] It's not even close, we throw toast, sleep with ya gats It's the worst of both hoods, holla at 'em Mac (Follow up exact with the Mac, in the v Get back, if you happen to see, the Mac or Free, at where you be) I be where you at, I come where you live The cat untuckn the gat, manuever the sig..wit seg (The Mac untuckin' a pump, removin' they wig, with ease Hear the feds trynna ruin the bull Sieg' Before they kill me like Cornbread, you be like Diallo Before I'm stuck like luima, I be up when you need it) And I'mma ride for you, lace up my sneakers, puffin' my reefer Tuckin' my heater, duckin' your honor, uh Tell 'em tricks they gonna die when I see 'em Let 'em know my friend colt 45 trynna meet with they mama But we keep drama, think, rhyme is the reason And Freeway the reason that you tied up in pajamas, uh [Hook]