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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Too $hort
Too $hort
Vocals
Anthony Nickels
Anthony Nickels
Bass Guitar
Bun B
Bun B
Vocals
Pimp C
Pimp C
Vocals
Scarface
Scarface
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chad Butler
Chad Butler
Songwriter
Bernard James Freeman
Bernard James Freeman
Songwriter
Randy Jefferson
Randy Jefferson
Songwriter
Todd Shaw
Todd Shaw
Songwriter
Brad Jordan
Brad Jordan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jake Casillas
Jake Casillas
Recording Engineer
Randy Jefferson
Randy Jefferson
Assistant Engineer
Rich Tapper
Rich Tapper
Recording Engineer
Neo Tanusakdi
Neo Tanusakdi
Assistant Engineer
Bob Brown
Bob Brown
Mixing Engineer
N.O. Joe
N.O. Joe
Mixing Engineer
Bun B
Bun B
Executive Producer
Cory Mo
Cory Mo
Recording Engineer
Eddy Schreyer
Eddy Schreyer
Mastering Engineer
J. Prince
J. Prince
Executive Producer
Marq Moody
Marq Moody
Recording Engineer
Mike Moe
Mike Moe
Recording Engineer
Phillip Ramos
Phillip Ramos
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Pimp C
Pimp C
Executive Producer
Scarface
Scarface
Producer

Letra

Yeah, see I remember, how it all be-gan 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 Fourteen on the mic and you never seen me play Big Dick Cheney 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 short, don't you agree? While I'm livin my life, don't fuck with me (Life is) too short, whippin the slab Comin down blowin sweets and hurtin hoes on the ave I've been crushin these niggas, me and Bun B 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 (brown) Top dropped down when I'm ridin through the town (town) Y'all call 'em trues (trues) we call 'em Vogues (Vogues) They call 'em shorties (shawty) we call 'em hoes (hoes) Y'all niggas behind still playin wit'cha nose I got two matchin Bentleys just bought me a Rolls My momma drive a BM and my gul got a Benz Watchin life through my rearview I see haters in my lens Life is Too short, don't you agree? While I'm livin my life, don't fuck with me (Life is) too short, 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 niggas 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 cain'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'mma 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 short, don't you agree? While I'm livin my life, don't fuck with me (Life is) too short, 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'mma 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 short, don't you agree? While I'm livin my life, don't fuck with me (Life is) too short, whippin the slab Comin down blowin sweets and hurtin hoes on the ave Life is Too short, don't you agree? While I'm livin my life, don't fuck with me
Writer(s): Brad Jordan, Todd Shaw, Chad L. Butler, Bernard James Freeman, Randy Jefferson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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