The World Is Changing lyrics

Singer] oohhhh(hold note)
[Voice] Tell`em where you come in tell that fake nigga where you come in
[Singer] oohhhh(hold note)
[Voice] Yall bitch niggaz is jealous I see a whole bunch of suckers

Verse one
Won`t you niggas take a look at a real thug
and see why ya bitches get suspicious and peal
slugs at me til the day I die high muthafucker tryin`
to think of somethin` other then dyin`
what the fuck could you do me? but laugh and diss
stay in your place, while a real playa mash to this
I know it`s heaven for G`s, M-11 to squeeze
`bout an ounce, and body counts, to drop pass seven degree`s
I`m a neva go home, blastin` on you bitch made
jealous ass niggas, switchin` up like a switch blade
life is what you make it, I`m make it in dope
my dog died in tail cell, shakin` from rope
it`s only one way out the game, and I suggest you stay
from escapade, profess you chest and laid
put ya guns down, shoot for revolution, and mash
in other words, keep your shit cocked shootin`
for cash

Chorus
[Singer]- Life ain`t what, it used to be
babbbyyy it`s so easy, the world is changin`
will I live or will I die? will I ever see the light?
the world is changin`

Verse two
My next kin to crew, is a selected few
if you don`t fuck wit me, they won`t bust at you
I been from Cali, Sac the Bay Area and back
in this world thats all black, more critical wit tha mack
are Russian war, kick it they bitches and fuck`em all
? like squad, they all talked, I stuck`em all
yall niggas goin` despice on me, makin` thugs out you suckas
come and ride for me, dyin` is the hardest part of livin` ya life
talkin` slick, after tellin` me that bitch was ya wife
so your fiancee, probably goin` wild for me
I write a letter to my un-born child
and tell my baby girl to smile for me

Chorus

Verse three
Bumpin`, jumpin` from jeerz, wit these thugs that hide ten`s
on they hips six-shooters, inside a buggy-I Benz
approach hard, slidin` speed roads, from the coast guard
better warn you, befo I put somethin` on you
and it your folks hard, that Henny mix
rappers fire quick like twenty blix, any click beefin`
cuz, they don`t city wit, loves goin` get cha
Hussein been it, affendin` ya little dogs
puttin` thugs on a stretcher, so suffer
look at her wiggle, and don`t touch her
must cha make suicidal threats, to cuff her
you ain`t a playa(nigga), while you ridin` a bitch
and ain`t a ridah, now you`s a sucka and ya pride is clinched
once she go thug, so always be thugged
remember that son, all I want is action
won`t hesitate to clap one, the east and the west
got me packed and stressed, but through the pain
all I`m tryin` to , is gain happiness
why don`t you niggas, take a look at a real thug
and see, why these suckas tryin` ball on me, me god

Chorus

Makaveli to don, Kadafi rest in peace
(Makaveli to don)

[Singer]- Will I live or will I die? Will I ever see the light
the world is changin`, ooohhhhh