Life Ain't Shit Lyrics
| Song | Life Ain't Shit |
| Artist | Group Home |
| Album | A Tear for the Ghetto |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Felder, Heath | |
| Intro：lil dap | |
| Uh, this one here | |
| Is for the pimps, the hustlers and the cool niggas | |
| Hahahahahahah, straight like that | |
| {lil dap} | |
| East new york, brooklyn, my destination of birth | |
| Momdukes gave us power to walk the streets of the universe | |
| We comin from brooklyn, fully damn armed | |
| These situations of life a' make a nigga drop off | |
| Power after power, and day to day | |
| Warrior for my niggas in the streets all day | |
| Haunted daily to our life i said "the crime don't pay" | |
| They say "the rich get rich, the poor get poor" | |
| Cuz we can walk down the block, politic all night | |
| Start to make our own tracks, for these cats to recite | |
| Recite, we'll pull your juggalo vein right out your throat | |
| Make these cats want to propate | |
| I'm holdin it down with my throat | |
| Heard me walk about it, islamic and knowledge | |
| Shinin bright like a diamond, sittin in bk, rhymin | |
| Holdin it down, waitin for the sun to set now | |
| Look in the sky, see my man b.i.g. floatin around | |
| One day the shine so bright, livin life so right, | |
| Lost my man tonight - settin it off, aight? | |
| Check it like this, it got to go with the flow | |
| Some niggas may not understand, but you know how it go | |
| Chorus 2x: lil dap | |
| Because life ain't shit, gotta work for yours | |
| Gotta hustle from the bottom just to feed the poor | |
| Niggas think shit is funny, gotta work for yours | |
| Because the rich get rich, the poor get poor | |
| Jump up and grab ya nina, cuz you got to get yours | |
| {lil dap} | |
| B.i. 2000 roman numerals are stamped in our skin | |
| Now let us begin, and break it down, it's how we get in | |
| We don't know about kites, all we know about life | |
| Situations all about it, how we break it down right | |
| Chorus | |
| Life ain't shit, gotta work for yours | |
| {agallah} | |
| Don't ever come to bk no more | |
| Little shorties i got around me, yo they spray some more | |
| They make you pay from the door | |
| Sneakin on niggas coming outside the stores | |
| Runnin around sellin coke outta they drawers | |
| Morning, i ain't got time for talkin back | |
| I assurted the clip in the motherfuckin mack, ready to attack | |
| A lot of these cats, speakin on they do such and such | |
| And while to fuck to around, get smoked like a dutch | |
| Yo, my rifle gon search and sniper mc's | |
| All the way from blake avenue all the way to mercia | |
| Blazin verses up, chain robbery people cold shake | |
| Ya breath is up, kidnap your style, take a person up | |
| Never fake me for certain, pullin the curtain | |
| Runnin outside like my stomach hurtin | |
| Comin in ya 9 to 5, make ya stop merchin | |
| When i start squirtin, bk is a fucked up place | |
| Kick ya down the staircase and cold piss in ya face | |
| Chorus 2x | |
| {melachi the nutcracker} | |
| Aiyo my life ain't shit, plus my job ain't shit | |
| My car ain't shit, and you know bitches ain't shit | |
| If you wanna get my dough, you gotta work for it | |
| You gotta grab ya gun and bust for it | |
| Aiyo the group home is stick and we swermin like alligators | |
| Risin to the top, like project elevators | |
| Life is like a war, we gotta feed the poor | |
| The rich will get rich, but ghetto love mean more | |
| Family foundation, till you gotta love yours | |
| That's the only way to build a strong structure | |
| Cuz when it rains it pours, we opening the doors | |
| A roof over ya head is like sun galore | |
| Chorus 2x |
| zuo qu : Felder, Heath | |
| Intro: lil dap | |
| Uh, this one here | |
| Is for the pimps, the hustlers and the cool niggas | |
| Hahahahahahah, straight like that | |
| lil dap | |
| East new york, brooklyn, my destination of birth | |
| Momdukes gave us power to walk the streets of the universe | |
| We comin from brooklyn, fully damn armed | |
| These situations of life a' make a nigga drop off | |
| Power after power, and day to day | |
| Warrior for my niggas in the streets all day | |
| Haunted daily to our life i said " the crime don' t pay" | |
| They say " the rich get rich, the poor get poor" | |
| Cuz we can walk down the block, politic all night | |
| Start to make our own tracks, for these cats to recite | |
| Recite, we' ll pull your juggalo vein right out your throat | |
| Make these cats want to propate | |
| I' m holdin it down with my throat | |
| Heard me walk about it, islamic and knowledge | |
| Shinin bright like a diamond, sittin in bk, rhymin | |
| Holdin it down, waitin for the sun to set now | |
| Look in the sky, see my man b. i. g. floatin around | |
| One day the shine so bright, livin life so right, | |
| Lost my man tonight settin it off, aight? | |
| Check it like this, it got to go with the flow | |
| Some niggas may not understand, but you know how it go | |
| Chorus 2x: lil dap | |
| Because life ain' t shit, gotta work for yours | |
| Gotta hustle from the bottom just to feed the poor | |
| Niggas think shit is funny, gotta work for yours | |
| Because the rich get rich, the poor get poor | |
| Jump up and grab ya nina, cuz you got to get yours | |
| lil dap | |
| B. i. 2000 roman numerals are stamped in our skin | |
| Now let us begin, and break it down, it' s how we get in | |
| We don' t know about kites, all we know about life | |
| Situations all about it, how we break it down right | |
| Chorus | |
| Life ain' t shit, gotta work for yours | |
| agallah | |
| Don' t ever come to bk no more | |
| Little shorties i got around me, yo they spray some more | |
| They make you pay from the door | |
| Sneakin on niggas coming outside the stores | |
| Runnin around sellin coke outta they drawers | |
| Morning, i ain' t got time for talkin back | |
| I assurted the clip in the motherfuckin mack, ready to attack | |
| A lot of these cats, speakin on they do such and such | |
| And while to fuck to around, get smoked like a dutch | |
| Yo, my rifle gon search and sniper mc' s | |
| All the way from blake avenue all the way to mercia | |
| Blazin verses up, chain robbery people cold shake | |
| Ya breath is up, kidnap your style, take a person up | |
| Never fake me for certain, pullin the curtain | |
| Runnin outside like my stomach hurtin | |
| Comin in ya 9 to 5, make ya stop merchin | |
| When i start squirtin, bk is a fucked up place | |
| Kick ya down the staircase and cold piss in ya face | |
| Chorus 2x | |
| melachi the nutcracker | |
| Aiyo my life ain' t shit, plus my job ain' t shit | |
| My car ain' t shit, and you know bitches ain' t shit | |
| If you wanna get my dough, you gotta work for it | |
| You gotta grab ya gun and bust for it | |
| Aiyo the group home is stick and we swermin like alligators | |
| Risin to the top, like project elevators | |
| Life is like a war, we gotta feed the poor | |
| The rich will get rich, but ghetto love mean more | |
| Family foundation, till you gotta love yours | |
| That' s the only way to build a strong structure | |
| Cuz when it rains it pours, we opening the doors | |
| A roof over ya head is like sun galore | |
| Chorus 2x |
| zuò qǔ : Felder, Heath | |
| Intro: lil dap | |
| Uh, this one here | |
| Is for the pimps, the hustlers and the cool niggas | |
| Hahahahahahah, straight like that | |
| lil dap | |
| East new york, brooklyn, my destination of birth | |
| Momdukes gave us power to walk the streets of the universe | |
| We comin from brooklyn, fully damn armed | |
| These situations of life a' make a nigga drop off | |
| Power after power, and day to day | |
| Warrior for my niggas in the streets all day | |
| Haunted daily to our life i said " the crime don' t pay" | |
| They say " the rich get rich, the poor get poor" | |
| Cuz we can walk down the block, politic all night | |
| Start to make our own tracks, for these cats to recite | |
| Recite, we' ll pull your juggalo vein right out your throat | |
| Make these cats want to propate | |
| I' m holdin it down with my throat | |
| Heard me walk about it, islamic and knowledge | |
| Shinin bright like a diamond, sittin in bk, rhymin | |
| Holdin it down, waitin for the sun to set now | |
| Look in the sky, see my man b. i. g. floatin around | |
| One day the shine so bright, livin life so right, | |
| Lost my man tonight settin it off, aight? | |
| Check it like this, it got to go with the flow | |
| Some niggas may not understand, but you know how it go | |
| Chorus 2x: lil dap | |
| Because life ain' t shit, gotta work for yours | |
| Gotta hustle from the bottom just to feed the poor | |
| Niggas think shit is funny, gotta work for yours | |
| Because the rich get rich, the poor get poor | |
| Jump up and grab ya nina, cuz you got to get yours | |
| lil dap | |
| B. i. 2000 roman numerals are stamped in our skin | |
| Now let us begin, and break it down, it' s how we get in | |
| We don' t know about kites, all we know about life | |
| Situations all about it, how we break it down right | |
| Chorus | |
| Life ain' t shit, gotta work for yours | |
| agallah | |
| Don' t ever come to bk no more | |
| Little shorties i got around me, yo they spray some more | |
| They make you pay from the door | |
| Sneakin on niggas coming outside the stores | |
| Runnin around sellin coke outta they drawers | |
| Morning, i ain' t got time for talkin back | |
| I assurted the clip in the motherfuckin mack, ready to attack | |
| A lot of these cats, speakin on they do such and such | |
| And while to fuck to around, get smoked like a dutch | |
| Yo, my rifle gon search and sniper mc' s | |
| All the way from blake avenue all the way to mercia | |
| Blazin verses up, chain robbery people cold shake | |
| Ya breath is up, kidnap your style, take a person up | |
| Never fake me for certain, pullin the curtain | |
| Runnin outside like my stomach hurtin | |
| Comin in ya 9 to 5, make ya stop merchin | |
| When i start squirtin, bk is a fucked up place | |
| Kick ya down the staircase and cold piss in ya face | |
| Chorus 2x | |
| melachi the nutcracker | |
| Aiyo my life ain' t shit, plus my job ain' t shit | |
| My car ain' t shit, and you know bitches ain' t shit | |
| If you wanna get my dough, you gotta work for it | |
| You gotta grab ya gun and bust for it | |
| Aiyo the group home is stick and we swermin like alligators | |
| Risin to the top, like project elevators | |
| Life is like a war, we gotta feed the poor | |
| The rich will get rich, but ghetto love mean more | |
| Family foundation, till you gotta love yours | |
| That' s the only way to build a strong structure | |
| Cuz when it rains it pours, we opening the doors | |
| A roof over ya head is like sun galore | |
| Chorus 2x |
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