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Correct Allah Forbid Lyrics
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Husalah
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Correct Allah Forbid
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The mob life, federal felonies I can't believe the shit these people tellin' me I coulda been a President instead of just sellin' D My mother is a queen she gave birth to ya majesty Federal felonies I can't believe the shit these people tellin' me My mother was a queen she gave birth to ya majesty I coulda been President, instead of just sellin' D (Husalah Husalah, Husalah) [Verse 1:] I be on the block late night twenty-four where the savages be I coulda been the President instead of sellin' D My mother was a queen she gave birth to ya majesty I'm fightin' for my life fightin' federal felonies The life I live is treal, but the fact that I'm I'll Keep me walkin', and keep me talkin' still Niggas on my back, niggas rap niggas talkin' shit but guns clap Where's this at, nigga, that's the shit that the code that we live by Live, by the fuckin' code that we live by Nigga we ride til our death take a last breath of a gangsta and a hustler Turn ya back and get clap by ya own brother Or ratted out by a sucka Nigga this life I live I can't get enough of Even though I suffer I still survive I stay live (Life is one big road, life is one big road) (Bring it back like) [BRIDGE:] Coulda been the president instead of just sellin' D My mother is a queen she gave birth to ya majesty I really can't believe the shit these white people tellin' me Fightin' for my life fightin' these federal felonies (Cheh, you know... for sure... you know) [Beat cuts and Hus says various stuff until] When the beat drop I get to spittin' off the top of my dome, never written I just recite my life I do a thousand up the interstate Feelin' lifeless, naturally niceness [HOOK:] Life is one big road wid a lot of signs, signs and more signs Today ya livin' sweet tomorrow sorrow like lime Life is one big road wid a lot of signs, life is one big road [Verse 2:] I, hit ya block, ride wid the choppah Put it to ya face, niggas call coppers Blow ya head off ya motherfuckin' shoulders Back in the days I used to chop blow up I got a little older, started havin' whole ones Bitches jock, cause young niggas holdin' Rollin' hard, rollin' tough wid my young niggas Hit the block wid a chop gettin' dumb Wid a motherfuckin' pack of white shit To get, clockin' fat in the pockets Clockin' G's wid a package of poison The blacker ya boy is he think he tough The black Mac'll make his black ass back up Backflip when the black Mac hic-cup What the fuck this is, H-U-S-L-A-H out the gate Lettin' niggas know I'm mob for life this is my fate nigga (Life is one big road wid a lot of signs, life is one big road) Mob for life this is my fate nigga [HOOK:] Life is one big road wid a lot of signs, signs and more signs Today ya livin' sweet tomorrow sorrow like lime Life is one big road wid a lot of signs Life is one big road wid a lot of signs
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