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Uhh, man this life we live (wooh) West side baby, West side (yeah) Yo I've been strong for a while but anyhow I wonder how much strenght God gon' lend me now 'Cause niggas tryna have me out here lookin' petty now All because they mad, they only scrapin' pennies now Fuck it, tell my lil ma, "Bring the Remy out" Or the Henny out, but please don't fail me now Aw shit, I forgot, she ain't with me now It seems like they always leave at the right time The ones that always seem to keep me from my right mind I guess I got to write my problems down 'cause in my lifetime Ain't no one in my eyesight that I can trust with my lifeline An honest man walkin' this Earth is like Sci-Fi The real truth is, this is where the crime lies If you got beef with one dude, you got beef with five guys Ain't no going thru no drive-thru But they gon' hit that drive-by, and bye bye One minute you got a friend til the end Then they try to steal yo motherfuckin' ends (man, this life we in) First you all she need in this life of sin Then she try to fuck your friends (man, this life we live) I been affected by both friends and kin But fuck it, I guess we all sin (man, this life we in) So roll that weed and pour up that gin poor And this to how the story begins ('bout, this life we live) If you really not a gangsta, don't say that (say that) 'Cause real ass gangstas don't play that (play that) There's a reason why the place that I stayed at Had ghetto birds making they nests above where we laid at A place that we remain slaves that Got off the ships and then came back, I guess we want the chains back 'Cause it's easy to get your chain snatched, they want that, they take that Real bad boys, "Take that, take that," this real life, you can't fake that Either get into it with guys who been institutionalized Or get into school and grind And then find, you goin' to school to get fined Or maybe you can get signed Now everybody say that you they nigga But they only real interest is to get a large percentage That album flopped, then you finished I guess what they mean is, if you got money then it's a friendship One minute you got a friend til the end Then they try to steal yo motherfuckin' ends (man, this life we in) First you all she need in this life of sin Then she try to fuck your friends (man, this life we live) I been affected by both friends and kin But fuck it, I guess we all sin (man, this life we in) So roll that weed and po' up your gin And listen to how the story begins 'bout (man, this life we live) I first learned niggas wasn't nothin' as a youngin' From someone I call my cousin, I was like eight or somethin' Back when I was on my Pokemon card shit I finally got this holographic Charizard, it cost me Cousin came thru, I told him the news, but I lost it Well at least, I thought this, we both looked for it Checked the whole room, under the bed, the closet Damn, still ain't got it Went back to the closet like five minutes later And guess what popped in, that card was just not there I'm so positive This lil nigga took my shit, then helped me try to help me find it Na, not him, no, never not kin Shit, we wasn't really blood, but na, we not crips I'm sayin' that we wasn't cousins And now I guess we really aren't friends This is where it all ends, this shit ain't right, goddamn One minute you got a friend til the end Then they try to steal yo motherfuckin' ends (man, this life we in) First you all she need in this life of sin Then she try to fuck your friends (man, this life we live) I been affected by both friends and kin But fuck it, I guess we all sin (man, this life we in) So roll that weed and po' up your gin And listen to how the story begins 'bout (man, this life we live) This motherfucking life uhh is the life we motherfuckin' live Watch your back, watch your front, goddammit Nigga's must be stupid, crazy or both You have reached the voicemail box of Cozz At the tone please record your voice message When you are finished recording You may hang up or press pound for more options Alright, you know what Cody? Have a good fuckin' session Don't fuckin' call me today Don't fuckin' call me for the rest of the fuckin' week Get your fuckin' hoes in line And really decide and sit down who the fuck you want And you want to keep Beause at this point I'm tired of you fuckin' lyin' to me And bein' disrespectful to me... The mailbox is full and can not accept any message at this time Goodbye