Can I Live (feat. The Lox) [2016 Remaster]

歌詞

CHORUS Can I Live? Hell yeah but you still gon die Cmon nigga you a thug But I'm still gon cry And you done learned off experience I'm still gon ride They kill me, you gon kill them? I still got pride Can I Live? Hell yeah but you still gon die Cmon nigga you a thug But I'm still gon cry And you done learned off experience I'm still gon ride They kill me, you gon kill them? I still got pride (Jadakiss) Yo now I done said everything I could possibly say Ask them niggas in your camp is you hotter than J. A. D.A.K.I. two S's A true message Y'all better wear a few vesses Live pussies Bout to be dead dicks I pack guns that shoot through schools the red bricks And just because you mighta seen me on the award show I'm still in the hood nigga gettin raw dough And later on tonight I might be hittin your hoe And I got more money so I'm coppin more dro Everything I said I meant B Y'all gon tempt me To rob y'all spend your whole stash on my empties Mwa yours truly Can't do nothing to me Think you Scarface but you aint see the end of the movie I'm the type of nigga that'll take 5 cakes Turn em into 5 acres Faster than 5 lakers Lay back, get high, tote my gun around Throw a string on the pony so I can tote my son around (Sheek) Ay yo The path I walk is filled Who the f**k won't I kill Thin as that line down the hundred that you can tell if it's real Smooth as Sinatra You can tell by my pops that I'm street F**k the forecast I'll let you know what day'll be heat See I recruit smart niggas will hunt No dumb niggas Who will kill over money not bitches like some niggas I think marketable F**k y'all niggas who stay bummin I'm that nigga sellin pills at all of Howard homecomings If you get high I got weed And if you get drunk I got vodka And if you want base I got popcorn like Orville Reddenbacher See I'm bullseye I empty my bananna in your bandanna First try Never will my bullets miss a vick I use one to do a hit On some professional shit Bitch (Ha that's crazy) CHORUS (Kasino) Outta three-fourths of them niggas who cross your path Minus them half ass who talk fast and finish last Who gon get his cash Turn to his man and give him half Cock the hammer back Stood by his side and didn't dash When the charge is federal And they fingerprint his ass Who can he trust to be Front of the judge screamin it's just me It must be More than just a nigga love Make em do five joints no contact without givin his niggas up Give his keys to his truck Wish his niggas luck Call it's best fit suggested that she let his niggas f**k Fingerf**k them figures up No parole Bigger truck Kasino is that name big enough Nigga what (Styles) You wouldn't bust your gat wit me If you never sat wit me Lit up a sack wit me Or hustle some crack wit me Came through the cipher bow down and spat wit me Hopped up the truck and gave niggas daps wit me You never laugh wit me Never went half wit me Never been through the struggle never felt the wrath wit me Never slept on the same floor or Hit the same whore Ran up in the same store Or with the same four Blood thicker than water Only in certain cases You need water to live you learn that in the basics Better cherish your aces Bullets in the faces Of the jokers We laugh at fire nigga we smokers Sittin on the sofa Puffin the hash nigga we focused Why lie I die where the coke is CHORUS TO END