It's your life, don't be stupid dope 'Cause when you waste it It's your life, don't don't be stupid dope 'Cause when you waste it Now, I come from, the Oakland town Task force roll and rock, cold cracked down Young brothers my age making dollars so long Drive a brand new Benz with a cellular phone See his diamonds and gold, call him big bank bob Got a ring for each finger and he can't get a job This is not a song I made about crack It's all about losing what you can't get back 'Cause the name of the game is to control yo' life And all the things you do you must do them right It's not my life, it's on you baby What's really going on is that cash money How you make it, it doesn't matter to me Work at Mac Donald's or just slang them KI's Or you can be like me and go straight legit Drive a brand new Benz and they can't say shit It's your life, don't be stupid dope 'Cause when you waste it It's your life, don't be stupid dope 'Cause when you waste it Partners in your face, ain't even your friend Probably have to blast him if you see him again And if you don't blast him you'll get shot in the head Seven days later you'll be buried and dead I can't be like that, the only thing you fear Homeboy you can't see it but you know it's there It's called tomorrow, whatcha gonna do with that Cut school, sell a few dope fiends crack It's not a one-way street, it's more like a dead end So if you take it, you better turn back my friend I know a lot of young brothers don't think things through They really don't know what they wanna do When you lag, you lose, you start paying your dues You can't kick back and let your bankroll stack You'll be stuck on stupid, for smoking a friend Ten years from now you'll still be in the pen It's your life, don't be stupid dope 'Cause when you waste it It's your life, don't be stupid dope 'Cause when you waste it I got my eighteens pumping, riding the five People looking at me like I stole the ride Am I a gangster, player, making them G's Cocaine dealer with the Z's and V's Can't tell 'em nothing, so I say, "What's up?" They get mad, I don't give a fuck I keep riding, siding, whipping and dipping Look at all my homeboys tripping They'll knock you out, one punch like the champ Going to jail is like summer camp We shake hands one day, kill each other the next And if you don't like it it's just like that 'Cause I come from, the city of dope It couldn't be saved by John the pope But since I have the chance, I'll say in the rhyme We have to stop the killing sometime soon It's your life, don't be stupid dope 'Cause when you waste it It's your life, don't be stupid dope 'Cause when you waste it It's your life, don't be stupid dope 'Cause when you waste it It's your life, don't be stupid dope 'Cause when you waste it Don't be stupid dope, don't, don't be stupid dope Don't be stupid dope, don't © RUBBER BAND MUSIC; BRIDGEPORT MUSIC INC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com