The LOX - Livin' The Life lyrics

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(Puff talking)

Yeah, the game of life

In this game it's not whether you win or lose

But how you played the game

Come on

(Stylez)

Everything involves The Lox

Ask the niggas with the money in the safe

And the cats on cell blocks

Car parked in the lot

Door is locked

And the only time the phone is blocked is when home is hot

I announce the bounce

Smooth like an ounce

Blow more ways than one

Y'all niggas count

One Mississippi - you can't get with me

Two Mississippi - you never gon' hit me

Three Mississippi - can't no bitch trick me

Four Mississippi - won't no dog sick me

Five Mississippi - we in Mississippi

Twenty deep in the block

Real niggas rock with me

Blazing, reving in the black 9-11

Lox out of sight like Michael Knight and Kevin

Living dead

Hoes giving head to the Feds

Catch him with the calico

Light him up in bed

Chorus x2 (Stylez)

Livin' the life, either you rise or fall

It's a two-way street be large or small

Livin' the life, either you die or ball

It's a two-way street be rich or poor

(Sheek)

My niggas order parts for cars like motherfuckin' pizza

For years

While you get all yours from Sears

What!? Nigga even my guns be Ger-man

Links, Cu-ban

Rugs, Persian

Now we can take this another level Pa-Pa

And simply bust your pinata you hot-sa

Lox take blocks

Turn 'em into Fort Knox

Cake wasn't blowin' here

Till we started going there

What!? I ain't hateing you cause you's a little richer

But you old and I'm young, so that mean I think quicker

When bitch drunk

I'm bent up

I bounce with the land blow

(?) Pump the missile

Black berry molassi

Flossin' with the bad mama sita

My chi-ca

Be ten cent

Job with the government

Tap the Fed line

So when they raid I'll be lovin' it

Chorus x2

(Jadakiss)

I swear under oath no bullshit will any Lock take

Cause we stop drama like anti-lock brakes

High stakes

Politic, pies and cakes

Real niggas do dirt, tell lies, then skate

What up son?

What you bullshittin' bout now huh?

Where we from?

Don't matter cause we gettin' it done

Land Rover, double sun roof

Bulletproof

Tangaray and grapefruit

Got me hurlin' on my boots

Man please

Spit it out, twist the trees

5-40 I fly when I'm dissin' the d's

Deep Dish P.

Sip Dom P. with ease

First two words I ever learn, cock and squeeze

Ain't about that

Trying to do without that

Makin' niggas fuck up their budget

Time to get their paper route back

L-O-X three letter word, black mall

With every last member of the team on the job

Whether ir be controllin' the street

Holdin' the heat

Really don't matter to me

Long as we eat

Chorus x2