how the good life's supposed to be The good life for you, for me Well I don't mind saying This is how the good life's supposed to be The good life for
Tradução: Galleta. La Buena Vida.
sillier not quite the same but shes similar a waste of mi saucy perilier used to look good in the videos now she look hideous now its broken crack pipes
This is real, this is real [Verse 1] Now I see them giving the woman abortion to kill another baby Miscarriage and misfortune and premature crack baby
burn the muthafucking streets up with this shit Breakfast club I want to welcome everybody to the muthafuckin rap room This aint a mixtape This is life
cocked back [Chorus] [Lil Wayne] My life (my life, my life) My life (my life, my life) My life (my life, my life) (Thanks to Terrence for these lyrics
ounce of raw Dribble rock like Kobe Bryant bounce the ball Fuck the law!! Feedin my son is a must Whip it soft, whip it hard, in crack we trust Why Andrew
and move, when I'm behind the wheel of that new Escalade with the Foreman grill The way I, peel back niggaz jerseys It ain't your life, I'm just not
the projects To park in a four door Bentley on my set. Same hood, same motherfuckin steps I sat on and took the plastic off of "Life After Death" Bangin
iwas selling crack when your hard earn money paid for basketball practice always at the game on time yelling at the coach wonder why your babyboy seating on the pine even then know life
good life, me and Common on common ground I spit crack and niggas could drive it outta town Gotta Chris Paul mind state, I'm never outta bounds My life
me a crack baby, I'm in rehab three times a week, because I'm a motherfuckin fiend for a Dr. Dre beat. [Chorus - Mya] Feels good? Gangsta? Still hood
prevail? Fearing jail but crack sales got me livin' well In a sense I'm suicidal with this thug's life Staying strapped forever trapped in this drug life
lessons as a thug in these wicked ass hood fights But I'm a baller now, nigga, I live the good life [Chorus] This is the good life, fuck my foes God
: (If she didn't wanna fuck then she never would've called you) Repeated Yeah I dedicate this to my nigga Mike Tyson. It's all good. Chorus You ain'
free I can't take what she offers me And this is how the world could be This is how the world should be Feels good to be back on the streets Cause I know
you label me a criminal And if I die, I wonder if heaven got a ghetto Chorus Verse Two: 2Pac Here on Earth, tell me what's a blick life worth A bottle
