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Correct Life Is 2009 Lyrics
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Too $hort
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Correct Life Is 2009
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Yeah, see I remember, how it all began I used to slang dirty raps to my P.A. fans And back then, I knew you couldn't stop this flow No other MC around can go like I go I brought the new style in and the bass it got crunker I bought me a slab and now I'm a pop trunker Do I wanna rap or swang on 4's? Your brother's comin' down slammin' Cadillac do's People tellin' me that it's just my time They know it's UGK for life and I get down for mine 14 on the mic and you never seen me play Big, big chain and comin' straight up outta P.A. Quote out the Texas, the land of the trill And fuck your diamonds man these boys done put a gun to your grill It's Bun Beeda, you know that I be reppin', Mayne See we done said it befo', but we gon' say it again Life is, Too $hort don't you agree? While I'm livin' my life, don't fuck with me Life is, Too $hort, whippin' the slab Comin' down blowin' sweets and hurtin' hoes on the ave I've been crushin' these niggaz, me and Bun be Been a legend since 1993 Gimme thirty thousand and I'll serve ya some heat I'll write your rhymes, sang the hook and I'll make ya a beat I used to dream about this shit, now my money is legit Ain't no mo' ridin' up that ten with that shit tryin' to win I let the young whippersnapper take all the risks They'll serve a nigga dope and now it's all on a disk Keep a bad yella bitch and a thick young brown Top dropped down when I'm ridin' through the town Y'all call 'em trues', we call 'em Vogues They call 'em shorties, we call 'em hoes y'all niggaz behind still playin' wit'cha nose I got two matchin' Bentleys just bought me a Rolls My momma drive a BM and my girl got a Benz Watchin' life through my rear view I see haters in my lens Life is, Too $hort don't you agree? While I'm livin' my life, don't fuck with me Life is, Too $hort, whippin' the slab Comin' down blowin' sweets and hurtin' hoes on the ave Life is too short, that's what I always say We wasn't homies last week so don't call me today I ain't got nuttin' for you, can't loan you shit Don't you hate when broke niggaz be on yo' dick? I can make a lot of money, I know I can But the mo' I make, the mo' I spend Lot of cash in my pockets just to show my friends I can put it in the bank to buy fo' mo' rims For my fo' do' Benz, with the royal blue paint Sometimes you wanna quit, but you know you can't You gotta keep hustlin' or you lose it all If you choose to ball you pay your dues and fall I said fuck bein' broke, if I gotta sell coke I'ma rock the shit up and raise hell with my folks I'll be posted on the block, at night I gotta get mine I'll pimp hoes and I do white collar crimes 'Cause life is, Too $hort don't you agree? While I'm livin' my life, don't fuck with me Life is, Too $hort, whippin' the slab Comin' down blowin' sweets and hurtin' hoes on the ave Now life is to some people unbearable They tellin' on they homeboys and that's terrible Was it way too much time or nothin' big? 'Cause if you tell on us, we'll be splittin' your wig Now my freedom is to me my main asset So I'ma keep it 100 and give like I get Chill at the Ponderosa and smoke that good I'm tryin' to get rich while I rep for the hood See everybody's got that same old dream Of big cars, bad bitches and a mountain of cream Drive a brand new Bentley, Benzo or a Beem But ain't none of that worth tellin' on yo' team It's on you homeboy, so what'chu gon' do You need to take my advice and stop snitchin' fool Or you can close yo' ears and run yo' mouth But when they catch you homeboy you'll soon find out Life is, Too $hort don't you agree? While I'm livin' my life, don't fuck with me Life is, Too $hort, whippin' the slab Comin' down blowin' sweets and hurtin' hoes on the ave Life is, Too $hort don't you agree? While I'm livin' my life, don't fuck with me Life is, Too $hort, whippin' the slab Comin' down blowin' sweets and hurtin' hoes on the ave
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