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(feat. Lil' Leroy, Prime Time) [Kangol Slim] I live the Hi-Life come on, come on, come on What 'Cha Wanna Do? I live the Hi-Life come on, come on, come on What 'Cha Wanna Do? I live the Hi-Life come on, come on, come on What 'Cha Wanna Do? I live the Hi-Life come on, come on, come on What 'Cha Wanna Do? [Prime Time] Now where I bang at, is where I slang at The place you get stanked at, spanked at Ganked at, don't even thank that The set is where I make my bank at Keep my thang at, I'm at the top of my list That's where I make my rank at Never got sanked at, shanked at Ain't even got no complaints yet But I'll be fucked If I'ma gonna let that nigga get the bitch out me But if he doubt me, then I'ma show him what I'ma about then If any nigga set trip on my block, gettin' dropped Try'na top what I got, drop from the pop, pop Letras de cancionesStuck in this Rehabilitation, can't be thinkin' bout fornication Let it be known from this demonstration, frustration and patience Got a nigga buckin' loose, keepin' it real with my Troops No more wrong doin' it with my Group Get 'cha good out ya Lexus Coope Bustin' loose nigga, and that's how we do nigga [Lil' Leroy] I'm clickin' technique twelve hundred, cross faddier style Precede to get wild, buckin' poppin' toppin' Upper Level know nigga, ain't no stoppin' Strickly representin' tation, times a waistin' Parish Prison is what I'm facin' Deader then life, like hittin' the pipe You know it's wrong but we can't live right Always on the get over, so pull yo shit over Straight jackin', fuck the askin' New Range Rover, assault riffle, red line, twelve gage To yo mother fuckin' spine, tell me what'cha gettin' all hype for? Is this, what 'cha wanna loose ya life for Reachin' steppin', buck, buck, hit the cut, press my luck I had to bust [Kangol Slim] I live the Hi-Life come on, come on, come on What 'Cha Wanna Do? I live the Hi-Life come on, come on, come on What 'Cha Wanna Do? I feel like bustin' loose, bustin' loose I feel like bustin' loose, bustin' loose I live the Hi-Life come on, come on, come on What 'Cha Wanna Do? I live the Hi-Life come on, come on, come on What 'Cha Wanna Do? [Kangol Slim] We be's P-N-C, shinnin' larger then light We went from, rags to riches To not havin' to havin' bitches Breakin' MC's down to the smallest molecule No need for you to keep rappin' Cause right now Son, you out of fuel Let it be known if you got beef on yo chest I release with these slugs, drippin' through yo fuckin' flesh Got a Vest, no need to worry Rhinos will handle that Through yo chest, out yo back, lay you flat You fuckin' with them best, South Coast Thugs Showin' you know love, draggin' yo ass through the mud Niggas better lay low, when we come around the bin With that mini Mack Ten, ready to do yo pussy ass in [Mista Menor] I'm Presidential, but I stay in an Uptown Residential Better check my Qadentials, to see my Potentials Macks and K's, release fire when they spray It's time to bring some light into yo cave Better behave or be a memory, you not a friend of me You spittin' bluffery, thinkin' you can fuck with me I'm puffin' green, the man that keep silver packs While you snortin' black, I'll be buckin' at Still think I won't, bet I will Bally Tee-shirts, Black dresses this is real Drama kill [Kangol Slim] All the time somebody gotta go [Mista Menor] But not me, I'm protected by the Law ya know It takes two to tangle, you try to diss me on ya single Disrespectin' me and my nigga Kangol [Kangol Slim] A crucial angle [Mista Menor] We squash beef with some heat seekers We some Night Creepers To make it equal, snatch you from yo people [Kangol Slim] I live the Hi-Life come on, come on, come on What 'Cha Wanna Do? I live the Hi-Life come on, come on, come on What 'Cha Wanna Do? I feel like bustin' loose, bustin' loose I feel like bustin' loose, bustin' loose I live the Hi-Life come on, come on, come on What 'Cha Wanna Do? I live the Hi-Life come on, come on, come on What 'Cha Wanna Do? Do you like it? (Yeah) If you had it would ya flaunt it? (Yeah) Tell me do you like it? (Yeah) If you had would ya flaunt it? (Hell Yeah) It's Yours I feel like bustin' loose, bustin' loose I feel like bustin' loose, bustin' loose From Letras Mania