Livin Tha Gangsta Life lyrics

f/ Xzibit



[Man talking]

He repeats an alleged conversation

Between Snoop and an unnamed L.A. sheriff`s lieutenant

Officer: I think I know who killed Tupac

Snoop: I do too, the guy who was seated next to him

Officer: You mean, Suge Knight?

Snoop: Yes



[Daz Dillinger]

Awww shit!

How the fuck can you niggas be on TV live

On channel 13 but call yourself a gangster?

Nigga, ya better stop doin all that dry snitchin

When you know it ain`t real, `fore somebody come getchu

This Big C style, Dogg Pound gangster for life



[Xzibit]

I move bricks and llel, I freeze `em with ice

I keep my business seperate from my personal life

My and me niggas hustle enough, move enough weight

To buy real estate, vehicles, paperwork straight

Little niggas try to calculate the money I make

I ain`t havin it, I keep the gauge cocked in kitchen cabinet

Grabbin it, for any altercation

Catch a permanent vacation, fuckin with the Son of Satan

And I ain`t waitin for the one time they catch me

Arrest me, and rape me, humiliate, distress me

Telephone rang, when I answered then they hung up

Three niggas kicked the front door with they guns up

Cover my son up, and let the lead off

Pumped the pump, Xzibit took them niggas heads off

Be-atch



Chorus: Kurupt (Daz)

Livin the gangsta life (Livin the gangsta life)

Livin the gangsta life (Livin the gangsta life)

We live the gangsta life (Live the gangsta life)

Livin the gangsta life (Hah, hah, hah, hah)

Live the gangsta life (We live the gangsta life)

Livin the gangsta life (Live the gangsta life)

We live the gangsta life (We live the gangsta life)



[Daz]

I wake up five in the mornin, smoke a sack in the head

Sneak out the back, ground was trackin, thuggin, dodgin the feds

Slangin, hangin on the corner, regulatin the hood

Bangin and robbin, transportin the goods

Hop in the Buggy and throw my cell in my pocket

Grab my strap, cockin to see my homie, hop in the fo` (Sup cous`)

Watch the young hoes jockin that gangsta life

Niggas is heated, down to jump on site, nah

I just swerve the boulevard and maintain the status of a G

Cuz ain`t nothin but the hog in me

Niggas around my way don`t get along with me (Why?)

Cuz they jealous that I packin more than thirty G`s, nigga

Cocaine and weed was the only factor in my life, I`m comin up

I`m runnin on anybody who postin rent up

Everbody in my family path was dead

Heaven to Hell, that`s where my homies`ll dwell

Straight gangstas



Chorus: Kurupt (Daz)

Live the gangsta life (Livin the gangsta life)

Livin the gangsta life (Livin the gangsta life)

We live the gangtsa life (Livin the gangsta life)

Livin the gangsta life (Livin the gangsta life)

Live the gangsta life (Livin the gangsta life)

Livin the gangsta life (Livin the gangsta`s life)

We live the gangsta life (And live the gangsta`s life)

Livin the gangsta life (Hah, hah, hah, hah)



[Kurupt]

Yea, and if ya bang say, what, gangsta life

Give it up to all the homies say, gangsta life

Check it out

Gangstas let it all go, no games

No snitchin allowed, spittin no names

I`m G (I`m G) and you ain`t (you ain`t)

I can (I can) and you can`t (you can`t)

Ever since you dropped names, you outta sight

Snitchin on ya homeboys - that ain`t right

I always grew up since eighteen and up

With somethin to throw up, the hood we threw up

(Look at this Dogg Pound Gangsta)

Flashbacks, of times we got bust at

Turn around bust back then scat

Movin on up to the top of the map

Cuz gangstas`ll be here `til the Curl come back

This is our world - land of the gangsta macks

Patrolled by the blue and red rags

Out here we ain`t into ice

Just bangin, dicin, the gangsta life (homie)



[Chorus - Kurupt] 2x

Livin gangsta life

Livin the gangsta life

We live the gangsta life

Livin the gangsta life