Rap Life feat. Raekwon

歌詞

(Tash) Uh, expensive things, diamond rings and things You know, rap life, rap life, say what, ah, uh Rap niggaz, we dippin individuals Some of us be frontin, some of us is really criminals Swimmin in the women and money we never had, it's sad Rap could turn a good nigga bad But not CaTash though I gaffle respect with no hassle I'm still the same nigga, light skinded, curly afro Whats up though, I'm still the same nigga, a superfreak I blow a G a week, catch me burnin rubber up the street Rap niggaz, always smokin indo So everytime we puff, it's twenty dollars out the window But what is friends fo', we gonna blow that dough regardless My niggaz live the life and they ain't even rap artists Rap money, we get that shit and blow it We trick thirty G's and ain't got shit to show for it Let me get that case of Moet, let me get that CLK Let me get that ounce of bomb from my man from East L.A. Let me get that Chorus: Raekwon the Chef Rap niggaz get money, press up and get hundreds Be like all them niggaz on it Which side rock the most, it don't matter cause it get notes Meet you on the left side of the boat Coast, drivin it most, we like where them niggaz go We like everywhere, party where the fans go It's all rap hype, young black niggaz that's mad hype Got ya station in a smash right (Tash) My Likwit niggaz made a killin We dropped three albums and got the whole world dancin on the ceilin So I'm feelin like the villian that cracked that safe's combo My nigga had some hoes, I told him shoot em through my condo He shot em through, they peeped my CD through They startin askin questions, but fuck the interview What y'all really wanna do? They said, "Pop the Crist'" I said you like rap? Well wrap ya mouth around this! Rap niggas, young niggaz ballin We on the motorcyles doin ninety down my hall and with the gold chain swingin fallin to the street This rap life got us buyin shit we don't need We don't need the jet skis but let's buy em, just to try em We splashin out the Lex and got all the ladies eyein us now, and we don't fuck around with no wife Cause all my niggaz is livin the rap life Chorus (Raekwon the Chef) First of all before we move on Shit is like a Yukon son, slide shit on like Grey Poupon Mergin in the suburbs, gettin raw with greenery herb Real ill niggaz smack birds Fat words showin proof how my gat work, go shoot, kill Smack a blackbird, jettin in an Ac-hurse Big Jim stay grinnin in a six spinnin it kid Nigga who flex, lex threw ten in him Stand posin blowin shit, coast from east and west We rockin our vest, cannon might roast you High powered hydrolic Eddie Bauer Rockwilder Who wilder, slang bit niggas on the collar Amp might blow, I might land, set up shop and glow Shinin like a lamp post, my camp post Cream leather green leaves forever Goin to do whatever, corns and crab niggaz, they roll together What up Tash, black hash, we invented the spaz High like sixteen niggaz over ten bags Real niggas gon ride, fake niggaz gon slidide Check the next issue faggot in the vidibe (Tash) Rap drama, the drama never calms I be on the celly phone trippin off my baby moms Tryna make her understand I get paid to rhyme I don't show up at your job, so don't show up at mine! Cause there's no biz like shobiz if y'all niggaz ask me Show money, that's like pimpin, cause we get it tax free Catch a check for 33, cut straight from SRC Take it straight to any counter, cash my shit with no I.D. Rap women, they always be around us Cause we from out of town and they be lovin out of towners Wash up in motherfuckas like a T.V. evangelist Cause they from where they from and we straight from Los Angeles Rap money (Rae)