TRU, Silkk the Shocker, Master P - Living That Life lyrics

Damn, these niggas ain't come with
That shit there man check this out

See I'm a G on the grind 24 7
Don't give a damn if I don't go to heaven
Us G's live bad on the street
I gotta hustle hard cause a nigga gotta eat

Cause nobody ever gave me nothin'
But a hard time
Two strikes on my record and a scared mind

So I'm crazy, drive by Miss Daisy
Sellin' dope to all these
Motherfuckers and killin' babies
I know it's sad but I gotta pay the bills
Who gives a fuck about me Jack or Jill

You know what P, man you right
Cause if I live to see twenty-one
Well I lived a long-life

And the P won't change
Call me Mr rogers or the neighbor dope man
Still hustlin' hard, in-and-out of jail
Mama's bad boy, tryin' to run that ant hill
Some bad cards been dealt
My auntie Marie told my mamma that
I'll probably get my cap peeled
And I don't give a fuck
Still tryin' to make a dollar fifteen
Cent out that ice cream truck

Cause I'm a hustla, that's what hustlas do
Listen baby why you wanna live that life
Cause I'm a hustla, that's what hustlas do
Listen baby you know you ain't livin' right
Cause I'm a hustla, that's what hustlas do
Listen baby

Silkk kick some shit

I'll be glad to

Fool, why you live like you live

Cause I have to when I be leavin' the house
I be lyin' to my chick
Tell her i'll be home
Cause I don't want that cryin' shit
I wish I could tell her
Everything would be alright
But if the man let me make it tomorrow
I'll be home that night
And when she hear shots she page me
Havin' nightmares that a nigga's
Pushin' up daisies
Because I'm hangin' with these killas
She's always tellin' me not to
Hang with my TRU niggas

Cause I'm a hustla, that's what hustlas do
Listen baby why you wanna live that life
Cause I'm a hustla, that's what hustlas do
Listen baby you know you ain't livin' right
Cause I'm a hustla, that's what hustlas do
Listen baby

Young brother in the hood lose his life
Who gives a damn, just another ghetto life
Blame it on this rap shit that I spit
What about these hoovies or
This fucked up government
You didn't blame Bush when he bombed Iraq
Or Noreaga when he for sellin' that crack
And it's sad to see a mother cry
It took the beatin' of Rodney King
Hit three-million dollars to realize
That life in the ghetto ain't shit
And OJ wouldn't be on trial if
It wasn't a white bitch
I just kick the real
Alot of people don't know the deal
They wanted to beat Tyson and 2Pac
Before that went to jail
And it's sad to see this happen
Stars like Michael Jackson on trial
Now what's really happenin'
And must be a joke anita Hille
Clarence Thomas now what's up folks
And no role models to look up to
That's why niggas form gangs and die
For colors like red and blue
A bastard child without a father figure
I'm not Spice 1, but just another young nigga
Tryin' to hustle on the grind
Make a loaf of bread
Even though these penetentiary chances gonna
Take me to my grave chorus

Cause I'm a hustla, that's what hustlas do
Listen baby why you wanna live that life
Cause I'm a hustla, that's what hustlas do
Listen baby you know you ain't livin' right
Cause I'm a hustla, that's what hustlas do
Listen baby

Why you wanna live that life
I'm missing you baby
You know you ain't livin' right
It ain't No Limit to
These TRU niggas hustling
Why you wanna live that life
I'm missing you baby
You know you ain't livin' right
No no no no no no no