HUSALAH - Allah Forbid lyrics

rate me

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 ill

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