Dis Iz Da Life lyrics

talking]
Man, I`ve been thinking
What you`ve been thinking about man?
Ever since Country Grammar done spent seven million
Millions I told you
That shit`s been crazy
Shit`s been frucking crazy, I tell ya

[Chorus - Ali & Murphy Lee]
Maaaaaan, this is the life, club packed, I`m lovin that
Picking the best hoes like a runningback, what up with that?
Ma` (come on ma`), let`s break and leave the spot
Before the haters who ain`t fuckin shoot up the parking lot
Maaaaaan, this is the life, club packed, I`m lovin that
Picking the best hoes like a runningback, what up with that?
Ma` (come on ma`), let`s break and leave the spot
Before the haters who ain`t fuckin shoot up the parking lot
Maaaaaan, this is the life

[Murphy Lee]
Ay yo, I`m Chachee Acolla, dirty, I know ya heard me
`Cause I`m forty-eight plus negative thirty, Murphy perverted
And you know that, be in strip clubs where the shows at
Keep a show packed, ay, Yella Mack, where my dough at?
Herky got my quarter-0 sack and blunt papers
Quick to rip and rap roll that, my life saver
Playa hater hater, Lunatic rhyme maker
I`m the arm, the leg, the leg, arm, head maker
Call me when you finna` break up, you can`t take a
I take curr (care) a that, it be ok when we wake up
Short so I gotta lay-up, no dunkin for me
I sport the ten, ain`t no puntin for me
Murphy Lee the school boy`s what you want me to be
So I`m a be that, for six D-I-G-I-Ts
I`m a L-U-N-A-T-I-C, `bout to B-L-O-W-U-P, c`mon

[Chorus]

[Kyjuan]
Y`all be hatin a lot `cause we makin a lot
I be`s that nigga like Vacant Lot
I`m achin hot, check what you got to get in the spot
I`m takin a shot before I pull up on the lot
It`s V.I.P. parkin, walked in sparkin
Ain`t nobody chargin, feelin like a sergeant
They all linin up, all nines and up
And I better make my choice, the nights windin enough
Long skirt, cornrows, she`s fine enough
Dressed in black, black suit and my brim be black
With a Cardinal bird on it, my team gon` blow
Nigga, I put my word on it, my team shoots well
That`s if I had a curve on it, no standin in line (who, me?)
My coat got fur on it, I`m a slide right in
And I keep a room key, ain`t no need for no pin
I got Sugar Daddy partyin wit` me, man, bring mo` friends

[Chorus]

[Nelly]
Check it
It ain`t my fault I was born with Country Grammar and talk, ma`
No ma`, I ain`t hurt, that`s just my walk, ma`
Slight limp son, you know, to Simpson
I keep it burgged out, play your cards right you get some
Call me Kane when ya sayin my name, the lips numb
I`m talkin brains in the back of the Range, (been done)
I be`s like only five-ten, weighin one-seven-one
But if you close your eyes, swore you`re gettin crushed by a bum
Be like `oh Nelly, can I call you Mr. Hanes?`
Whichever one just made you came, then that`ll be thy name
The one they couldn`t tame, I ain`t speakin from the vain
I`m speakin from the change, the rapper and the chain
The high rise, overlookin ducks and thangs
I can see you`re fascinated by the trucks and thangs
On Q, when she hopped on the tip my man
She must`ve been a vivrant thang, a vivrant thang, ay
All my niggas, if you wit` me let me know, (why?)
Who keep it hotter in the night than in the day (I)
`You boys for real`, `you fakin` at the same time
Gotta set the game tight `cause some a y`all ain`t playin right

[Chorus]

[talking]
Ever since that Country Grammar shit, you know, this has been the life
Man, I don`t know, I`ve been thinking
I don`t man, like, everywhere I fucking go
they all know that `down, down, baby` shit
Maybe it`s nothing changed, it`s the other people around them changing
Everybody else around you changed, I have noticed that, I noticed that
Maybe, maybe...
You just try to do what you`ve been tryin to do from day one
You know, it`s like everybody with you until this shit happens
Once the shit happens, nobody rolls with you anymore
Everybody wants to be like, you know `fuck him`
You know what I`m sayin?
(both) Maaaan, this is the life