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[BOOM BAM] I spent my life gettin' high (Time passin' me by) You catch me talkin' to myself (I'm steady askin' me why) Then I live more productive But in this game of life a game with no instructions (what's up) That's why I'm livin' to the best of my ability Come find through my facility Ain't tryin' to keep a nigga from killin' me (pop! pop!) Y'all niggas is feelin' me That's why I packs a burner Ready to stoop you young punks (what?) You ready to learn a - lesson Consider yourself lucky, count your blesses Cause homie you ain't to work my stress and (boom!) You see I'm fresh on probation For six month With no blunts I'm havin' patience Time is wastin' I could be facin' 25 with a L But I be damned if I'm spendin' the rest of my life in jail I'm glad I was able to make bail The postman back on the street collectin' mail [EIHT] Letras de cancionesLife is get your money whether is do or die Come get your money, get honey and get real high Struggle like a muthafucka sometimes you cry Then you gone Life is get your money whether is do or die Get your money, get honey and get real high Struggle like a muthafucka sometimes you cry Then you gone C'mon Yeah - ye-ye-ye-ye-ye, yeah, yeah then you gone (hey) Ye-ye-ye-ye-ye, yeah, yeah then you gone (hey, c'mon) Ye-ye-ye-ye-ye, yeah, yeah singin' y'all uh Yeah - ye-ye-ye-ye-ye, yeah, yeah (hey) [EIHT] Niggas get ready for the last days Time just need, time that cry You won't be around next year I wish my pops was still here I know the path, the walk instead the Walk the path where bodies lined in chalk (hey) Another sad song's on the same But another young lad done joined the game (geah) Ain't nuthin' changed Strange days passed me by So I let some pass everyday real high Always ?wonderind life's alive? So I patch my bags Get the roll Bye-bye Search for the wild lights The wild lights Got a ticket cross the world with the first class fly Ready for the home-run All my mark clear the set ready, here it come, dumdum Can it all be so simple Can y'all explain Is it just cause I'm black stayin' strapped in the game [EIHT] Life is get your money whether is do or die Come get your money, get honey and get real high Struggle like a muthafucka sometimes you cry Then you gone Life is get your money whether is do or die Get your money, get honey and get real high Struggle like a muthafucka sometimes you cry Then you gone Yeah - ye-ye-ye-ye-ye, yeah, yeah then you gone (hey) Yeah - ye-ye-ye-ye-ye, yeah, yeah then you gone (hey) Ye-ye-ye-ye-ye, yeah, yeah c'mon Ye-ye-ye-ye-ye, yeha yeah then you gone, y'all... Half Ounce For the year 2-G (hey) Y'all know who speakin' on this one For the G's Geah Ride with me, ride, ride, ride From Letras Mania