Let Us Live

Let Us Live

歌手:The GameChrisette Michele

所属专辑:LAX (Deluxe)

发行时间:2008-07-22

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[00:19.00]

[00:20.40]Yo I'm hoping out a phantom

[00:22.35]With an iced out medallion

[00:23.59]Stallions on both arms

[00:24.81]Rocs on both charms

[00:26.17]My dominican chick looking like scarface sister

[00:28.73]Red and curly and she wake me up early

[00:31.50]Cause hustlers hit the block when police change shifts

[00:34.03]New york california different toilet same ****

[00:36.56]In brooklyn I rock timbalands

[00:38.11]Still toast cinammon

[00:39.48]Been gangsta way before he dropped "many men"

[00:42.26]Liquor in my system voice raspy

[00:44.28]Who I sound like don't ask me

[00:46.58]That's my ***** we classy

[00:47.73]And that mind take a jeta

[00:48.90]I style superior

[00:50.08]The haters you can catch me in the later

[00:51.89]Ralph lauren suit tape it up

[00:54.55]Fly cause I'm papered up

[00:55.67]Why these ****** keep hatin on my phantom

[00:58.01]I be out in Atlanta and body tapping

[01:00.22]I'm probably strapped

[01:01.27]Toast it up ******

[01:03.26]My hoods on a real dark side of the track

[01:06.20]No sunny skies just really black

[01:09.00]We get real down here

[01:11.07]Lord Let Us Live

[01:12.33]No playing round here

[01:13.75]Lord Let Us Live

[01:14.76]Don't hate my hood just hate my shine

[01:16.52]We coming out we on our grind

[01:19.17]We get real down here

[01:21.13]Lord Let Us Live

[01:22.53]We coming out here

[01:24.04]Lord Let Us Live

[01:25.01]Now who the **** want war with the human gun store

[01:27.02]Gansta rap is why I live just knock on the front door

[01:29.51]***** stunt more than Jackie Chan

[01:31.18]What the **** them faggits saying

[01:32.49]Nothing when I walk in the club with the gat in hand

[01:35.23]Take them back to 94'

[01:36.51]Shooting out a astrovan

[01:37.76]Banging was the blue print

[01:38.97]Money was the master plan

[01:40.33]Duffle bag full of grants and franklins

[01:42.68]Rob ****** take they money shoot straight to the bank than

[01:45.44]Head to the barbershop to get chopped up

[01:47.91]Hearing war stories who dead and who locked up

[01:50.53]Who snitchin who pitching and who knocked up

[01:53.36]**** ****** in Black Wall Street I trust

[01:55.74]Black hoodies and black aces standing on the pavement

[01:58.71]Hustlers don't sleep ***** we work the graveshift

[02:01.22]**** that long money ***** get paid quick

[02:04.05]And don't save ****

[02:06.66]My hoods on a real dark side of the track

[02:09.87]No sunny skies just really black

[02:12.53]We get real down here

[02:14.57]Lord Let Us Live

[02:15.52]No playing round here

[02:16.82]Lord Let Us Live

[02:18.06]Don't hate my hood just hate my shine

[02:20.13]We coming out we on our grind

[02:22.85]We get real down here

[02:24.69]Lord Let Us Live

[02:25.99]We coming out here

[02:27.23]Lord Let Us Live

[02:28.76]Lord know that money don't matter

[02:30.70]Lord knows that status is badder

[02:33.44]Lord knows bout the hood I live in

[02:35.84]He keeps taking away but he's giving

[02:38.61]Don't give me these cars

[02:39.89]Don't give me these

[02:42.36]Don't hate me just let me ride

[02:46.09]Lord just give me life

[02:48.54]I don't hate my people

[02:49.70]M.O.P. that was a phase

[02:51.77]I was caught up in a beef like a rat in the maze

[02:54.01]And my legacy will never be that of a hater

[02:56.87]Lyrical rhyme sayer

[02:58.21]Whack ****** say a prayers

[02:59.55]It's the return on gandi

[03:01.09]Criminal mind the city behind me

[03:03.29]Put on my face to remind me

[03:04.92]Of all the **** I've been through

[03:06.79]My physical presence

[03:07.77]My pain through nights

[03:08.96]My 1st album sent you light

[03:10.35]I should of put down the mic when Rakim left Dre

[03:12.70]No clean up hitter so I was stranded on 2nd base

[03:15.53]I had to steal 3rd ************ that's my word

[03:18.14]That some queen ****** try to put me back on the curb

[03:20.77]I was ultimate warrior to you bully ass ******

[03:23.28]I will come through the hood with the fully axe ******

[03:26.05]Like snoop or suge

[03:27.46]I'm in the coop I'm good

[03:28.68]************* make way

[03:31.35]My hoods on a real dark side of the track

[03:34.73]No sunny skies just really black

[03:37.18]We get real down here

[03:38.85]Lord Let Us Live

[03:40.14]No playing round here

[03:41.49]Lord Let Us Live

[03:42.68]Don't hate my hood just hate my shine

[03:44.72]We coming out we on our grind

[03:47.41]We get real down here

[03:49.40]Lord Let Us Live

[03:50.77]We coming out here

[03:52.11]Lord Let Us Live

[03:55.38]


Yo I'm hoping out a phantom

With an iced out medallion

Stallions on both arms

Rocs on both charms

My dominican chick looking like scarface sister

Red and curly and she wake me up early

Cause hustlers hit the block when police change shifts

New york california different toilet same ****

In brooklyn I rock timbalands

Still toast cinammon

Been gangsta way before he dropped "many men"

Liquor in my system voice raspy

Who I sound like don't ask me

That's my ***** we classy

And that mind take a jeta

I style superior

The haters you can catch me in the later

Ralph lauren suit tape it up

Fly cause I'm papered up

Why these ****** keep hatin on my phantom

I be out in Atlanta and body tapping

I'm probably strapped

Toast it up ******

My hoods on a real dark side of the track

No sunny skies just really black

We get real down here

Lord Let Us Live

No playing round here

Lord Let Us Live

Don't hate my hood just hate my shine

We coming out we on our grind

We get real down here

Lord Let Us Live

We coming out here

Lord Let Us Live

Now who the **** want war with the human gun store

Gansta rap is why I live just knock on the front door

***** stunt more than Jackie Chan

What the **** them faggits saying

Nothing when I walk in the club with the gat in hand

Take them back to 94'

Shooting out a astrovan

Banging was the blue print

Money was the master plan

Duffle bag full of grants and franklins

Rob ****** take they money shoot straight to the bank than

Head to the barbershop to get chopped up

Hearing war stories who dead and who locked up

Who snitchin who pitching and who knocked up

**** ****** in Black Wall Street I trust

Black hoodies and black aces standing on the pavement

Hustlers don't sleep ***** we work the graveshift

**** that long money ***** get paid quick

And don't save ****

My hoods on a real dark side of the track

No sunny skies just really black

We get real down here

Lord Let Us Live

No playing round here

Lord Let Us Live

Don't hate my hood just hate my shine

We coming out we on our grind

We get real down here

Lord Let Us Live

We coming out here

Lord Let Us Live

Lord know that money don't matter

Lord knows that status is badder

Lord knows bout the hood I live in

He keeps taking away but he's giving

Don't give me these cars

Don't give me these

Don't hate me just let me ride

Lord just give me life

I don't hate my people

M.O.P. that was a phase

I was caught up in a beef like a rat in the maze

And my legacy will never be that of a hater

Lyrical rhyme sayer

Whack ****** say a prayers

It's the return on gandi

Criminal mind the city behind me

Put on my face to remind me

Of all the **** I've been through

My physical presence

My pain through nights

My 1st album sent you light

I should of put down the mic when Rakim left Dre

No clean up hitter so I was stranded on 2nd base

I had to steal 3rd ************ that's my word

That some queen ****** try to put me back on the curb

I was ultimate warrior to you bully ass ******

I will come through the hood with the fully axe ******

Like snoop or suge

I'm in the coop I'm good

************* make way

My hoods on a real dark side of the track

No sunny skies just really black

We get real down here

Lord Let Us Live

No playing round here

Lord Let Us Live

Don't hate my hood just hate my shine

We coming out we on our grind

We get real down here

Lord Let Us Live

We coming out here

Lord Let Us Live

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