Hard Life lyrics

by

Big Tymers


[Intro: Baby]
For sure, lil' one
I know what you're goin' through to shine
n*ggas pullin' off all type of sh*t
But, look: if you don't know what you're doin'
You'd better catch the sideline
Catch the sideline

[Verse 1: Baby]
n*gga, the block look the same, it's just crack and cocaine
n*ggas losin' but we still maintainin'
Livin' life like a penitentiary with a K in my hand
Knockin' project bricks
Flippin' chickens, and movin' out quick
Hard-hustlin' 'cause we love slingin' this white sh*t
S.S., Monte Carlo's, hard-tops, we love that sh*t
'Bout two-hundred thugs with this clique
We multiply everyday for the bullsh*t
For the hood sh*t
Burned down buildins' ain't no good, slick
n*ggas pullin' arsons on they own cars to get money quick
Then we dippin' and dabbin'
Goin' back to the labbin'
Lil' n*ggas payin' me for cookin' they slabbin'
Cook a brick and make it out a brick-and-halfin'
Chargin' them young g's ten G's for cookin' they slabs
Say, lil' woadie, I gots to have it
[Chorus: Juvenile & Lil Wayne]
It's a hard life we livin', day by day drama
We earn stripes from killin', attack like piranhas
It's a hard life we livin', day by day drama
We earn stripes from killin', attack like piranhas
It's a hard life we livin', day by day drama
We earn stripes from killin', attack like piranhas
It's a hard life we livin', day by day drama
We earn stripes from killin', attack like piranhas (Look, look)

[Verse 2: Lil' Wayne]
On the streets it ain't sweet
Them best bail
It's not a game, homeboy, this ain't the NFL
Him just fell from rippin' with the mid-deck twelve
Hit the block in twin SL's, and spit at gals, you get that, pal?
Once it's war, n*gga, skip town
'Cause if found, you'll swimmin' with fish, clown
Now, crack a whole chick down, sell it in quarters
If the drama happen to hit town, I'm 'nappin' your daughter
If the broad try to flip out, I'm cuttin' her water
If your boys try to help out, I'm killin' they fathers
When and wherever, what and however, you bring it good
I'll have your mom singin', "Hmmm hmm hmmm"
Cause nowadays lot of n*ggas got coward ways
So I ride with K's to knock off the side of heads
But I'm tryin' to stay man, I'm tryin' to stay focused
What I'm tryin' to say we gon' bust it wide open
[Chorus: Juvenile & Mannie Fresh]
It's a hard life we livin', day by day drama
We earn stripes from killin', attack like piranhas
It's a hard life we livin', day by day drama
We earn stripes from killin', attack like piranhas
It's a hard life we livin', day by day drama
We earn stripes from killin', attack like piranhas
It's a hard life we livin', day by day drama
We earn stripes from killin', attack like piranhas (What, what)

[Verse 3: Mannie Fresh]
Pimps, playas, riders, rollers, hustlers
Gangstas, thugs, criminal motherf*ckers
Hit it, quit it, f*ck it, leave it, flee
No evidence at your residence, that's me
Black, ugly, mean, sheisty bast*rd
Preachers and teachers sayin', "I'm surprised you lasted."
Guns, drugs, b*tches, hot sex
Weed, crack, heroin, what's next?
Feds, cops, killers politicians
Hookers, hoes, fags, all on missions
Crooks, mayors, presidents, and leaders
N-double-A-CP, rednecks, and meat beaters
Mommas, baby-mommas, aunties and cousins
Scatter sites, knocked out lights, projects by the dozens
And cars, broads, murders ghetto life
I went through all that sh*t for platinum records and a little bit of ice
[Chorus: Juvenile]
It's a hard life we livin', day by day drama
We earn stripes from killin', attack like piranhas
It's a hard life we livin', day by day drama
We earn stripes from killin', attack like piranhas
It's a hard life we livin', day by day drama
We earn stripes from killin', attack like piranhas
It's a hard life we livin', day by day drama
We earn stripes from killin', attack like piranhas

[Verse 4: Juvenile]
I've been blessed I thank the Lord everyday
For gettin' me from 'round these devils in these dark hallways
How the f*ck you gonna help me when I don't care?
n*ggas see me fallin off, they just look and stare
And talk about how it should be and how it could be
Been pleaded my case, but ain't nobody understood me
Take care of your people like you take care of your kids
'Cause money ain't sh*t when you don't know how to live
And n*ggas gon' pretend to be your friend when they ain't
You expect 'em to be there until the end, but they can't
Now, how many of you can say you're a real n*gga?
Play the Prowler, but scared to go in the field with ya
You gon' know your n*gga - he gon' be there, still with ya
Whether if it's talkin' or slingin' the steel with ya
Don't answer nobody questions
Gotta turn to the Lord with a confession

[Chorus: Juvenile]
It's a hard life we livin', day by day drama
We earn stripes from killin', attack like piranhas
It's a hard life we livin', day by day drama
We earn stripes from killin', attack like piranhas
It's a hard life we livin', day by day drama
We earn stripes from killin', attack like piranhas
It's a hard life we livin', day by day drama
We earn stripes from killin', attack like piranhas
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