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Hello... Hey russian! Weh dem call police fah Dem cya stop the crime Ghetto youth waan money fi spend That's why so much man a dead Na na na na na na Life sweet Na na na na na na Life sweet Na na na na na na Life sweet Na na na na na na Life sweet Hey, Ghetto youths have it harda Nuff a we nuh grow with no fadda (no fadda) So we end up tun gangsta Nuff a dem sell out and a move like chebadda Then nuff time mi get up and mi nah hav a dime Pocket empty but a bare shot inna mi nine Dem new radio car cyann stop no crime Mi a talk from mi heart dem a waste time Dem nuh wah ghetto youth fi hav nuh things So when you see blood a run like drinks Do no call no police just call di brinks Cause a money ghetto youth waan Na na na na na na Life sweet Na na na na na na Life sweet Na na na na na na Life sweet Na na na na na na Life sweet Mi neva have nobody fi stretch mi hands to Neva have no rich uncle fi seh thanks to Then feds a lock up man fi sell weed, Yuh honor tell me wa you waan Lance do Nuff time mi a pree seh guy fi die Cah when mi look inna mi pickney eye Shawty seh food fi buy a cry mi cry Me bankbook empty mi pocket dry Nuff yute nuh live fi pass grade nine If a nuh gun man a 1-1-9 And mi God and mi gun protect mi life Mi nah gi it weh so easy Na na na na na na Life sweet Na na na na na na Life sweet Na na na na na na Life sweet Na na na na na na Life sweet Me know say life nice, As bad as him be Me know say him nuh wah dead. Den, Jesus Christ, Tell me why society try stop Ghetto yute corn bread Dats not nice Cah dem know youth a go rise up And buss coppa and lead, And end up wanted. But memba... Na na na na na na Life sweet Na na na na na na Life sweet Na na na na na na Life sweet Na na na na na na Life sweet
Writer(s): Adidja Palmer, Tarik Luke Johnston Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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