Nigga 4 Life lyrics

Artist  : Eastsidaz 
Song : Nigga 4 Life



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 [Feat. Bad Azz]

[Bad Azz]
We confined to these wordly ways, it's unchanging
The money makes, murder the kids, and gangbangin
The stock market crashed, they watchin my black
ass
You pop em for fast cash so we dies over dollars
Get wise hold the knowledge, we rides know the
choices
The key to the future, the devil he wanna shoot
ya
f**k em they call us niggs I'm tryin to make a
livin
Do some touchin, you know I'm pretty good with
the bustin
Trustin nothin you can buy if your money in
discretion
We'll beat you and car jacks and leave you wit a
concussion
We the gang, we mash and blast and maintain
Still the same, just f**kin wit a brand new thang
Bang, bang, take that, nigga 'fore we skirt out
Aint gotta say sh*t already put the word out
Ya heard how the thang goes down around us
We playas, so haters can't clown around us
On point, big fat blunts and joints
And get drunk, this cold world, they aint givin a
f**k
About you livin let alone you livin it up
Niggas is stuck, I'm tryin to keep my head above
water
Not stressed about dyin for a quarter in a
shorter
My time get the heart of my rhymes, get a nigga
get better with time
And wonderin how I'm goin by, can't help it in
the heat of the
Heartless hood, it's all good

CHORUS: Snoop Dogg
You's a nigga when you born, a nigga when you
dyin
Nigga quit lyin you's a nigga for life
You's a nigga when you ridin, a nigga when you
sidin
Nigga quit tryin you's a nigga for life
You can paint your face and change your nose and
buy new clothes
But you know what...
You cant change who the f**k you are
You's a motherf**king nigga for life

[Goldie Loc]
It's all sowed up, in the LBC
Bit*hes breakin bread when they see the lil as*
gee
I keeps my finga on the trigga cuz I'm down for
this bangin shit
Quick to do it for the cause bit*h I smash for my
dogs
So don't get close to my nine
Cuz if you do you in store to see your nigga do
the crime
Sirens goin off, niggas bowin down
Now you know about to rip gut fools ready to
clown
Nigga f**k you bit*hes, and you hoes and you
sluts
You tricks don't know what the f**k's up
On the eastside we ride, nigga 24 / 9
Tryin to keep my hands on somethin nigga at all
times
Ready for war now that my pockets got bigger
You other fools die when I ride for my niggas
Cuss, bust, and fuss and kick up dust
What you laughin at nigga don't get your bit*h
as* rushed

CHORUS

[Tray Deee]
As a child I was wild as f**k, and down to dump
And kept a sawed off brown to pump
And my reputation never takin time to thank
Role models, holdin bottles, as we ride and drink
Livin right and plottin how to come up off the
bottom
Black stockings in our pockets and I pocket
profits
f**k a school, I tuck a tool and start steppin
First lesson, aint no question, you gotta have
protection
Sheets on the streets showin niggas defeats
And most beef don't cease 'til the trigga release
Livin hard, givin scars, gettin noise from
hustlin
Slangin gangbangin run a game in musslin
Trustin nothin, sayin f**k it is the slogan
Everywhere we go we off the chronic and the
potion
>From the ocean to the city to the valley to the
bay
Niggas on the mission for the cabbage every day
Cutthroats, gunsmoke, dope and hoes
What controls niggas souls on the streets I roll
Bold letters think the gangs where I bang is at
Saints, Cowboys, Steelers and Raider hats
Though I know we all the same no matter what we
claim
If you a nigga you a nigga and that aint gon
change
We love Martin Luther King but respected Malcolm
Cuz he didn't give a f**k about the outcome

CHORUS 2X