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Tash - Rap Life lyrics
[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, |
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