| Song | Do You Love Life |
| Artist | Jayo Felony |
| Album | Crip Hop |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Kross, Moore, Savage | |
| Thugs, Hell yeah ... Love Life! | |
| Find something to live for homie | |
| Understand me? Check it out | |
| [Chorus] | |
| When your paper keep backin up do you love life? | |
| When you hit some of that there bomb bomb do you love life? | |
| When you're kickin it wit yo girlfriend do you love life? | |
| When you're kickin it wit yo boyfriend do you love life? x2 | |
| [Verse One] | |
| The birds, the trees, four oceans and seven seas | |
| See I'm wit my girl and I'ma love this world, homie I ain't tryna leave | |
| And at night I love when ya come to me in your bra and your panties | |
| Your soft lips taste like candy, ahhh! | |
| Cuz when I'm kickin it wit my girlfriend I just love life | |
| Carry away from trouble now my mind is just as sharp as a knife | |
| I'm tryna live so I ask the Lord keep me away from the wicked | |
| Goin back when we met for the very first time like baby can we kick it? | |
| See we became as one and I always respected you | |
| Through the good and the bad times I was right there, I protected you | |
| Dis our world, just me and you and I never tripped off rome | |
| What I need wit all these ol' hamburgers when I got the steak at home | |
| [Chorus x2] | |
| [Verse Two] | |
| Taught me to pray for my enemies, new beginners, my battles I'm winnin em | |
| I'm simply beefin, if they ever try to start fights I'm endin em | |
| It's all for show when I speak it's from the heart and thats on me | |
| Hit em on time and tell him that I'm here for L-I-F-E | |
| Do you love life when you wit yo better half of ya life? | |
| Which'll be which or rich when you're just gettin by? | |
| Do you get dubs in them guts and give em somethin he can feel? | |
| Or do you come fast and ask for a hot meal? | |
| See I put it down and if he disrespects ya, get racked up | |
| What?! Act up get smacked up you're boo gon only get jacked up | |
| Let the chips stack up while we plottin they moves | |
| She down wit me, win or lose, Chuck Taylors and County Blues | |
| But everybody else they went and turned their backs too quick | |
| Heard it was all over until I hit em up wit new shit | |
| But I know the real and the real is this, can't count times you was there for me | |
| I know what's crackin no questions see I know you gosta care for me | |
| [Chorus x2] | |
| [Verse Three] | |
| Do you want more outta life? Always said it's not what whatcha got | |
| Some say they'll never be satisfied til they rot | |
| You better learn how to love life, what makes you feel good inside? | |
| If it's on with you and yours than you can't let that slide | |
| Take advantage, we did enough damage now lets bond | |
| Keep them evil spirits away now lets move on, and you wrote that in song | |
| But you already know where my heart at | |
| Impressed by your intelligence but that ass was fat | |
| Want me to jack it up like a 6-4 and flip it up like a Flab Jack | |
| When I give it up give it what you could tell me to take somethin back | |
| How you like that? Am I too rough or do you like when I'm rough with stuff? | |
| It's your choice when I give it up, fast or slow can't get enough | |
| In due time you'll get used to all I got to give | |
| But do I want to enjoy this crazy life that I live? | |
| You gotta be ready, layin here wit me all sweaty | |
| Damn you musta put somethin in my spagetti, beotch | |
| [Chorus x4] | |
| Yeah! I love it Come along ahh | |
| Trade mark |
| zuo ci : Kross, Moore, Savage | |
| Thugs, Hell yeah ... Love Life! | |
| Find something to live for homie | |
| Understand me? Check it out | |
| Chorus | |
| When your paper keep backin up do you love life? | |
| When you hit some of that there bomb bomb do you love life? | |
| When you' re kickin it wit yo girlfriend do you love life? | |
| When you' re kickin it wit yo boyfriend do you love life? x2 | |
| Verse One | |
| The birds, the trees, four oceans and seven seas | |
| See I' m wit my girl and I' ma love this world, homie I ain' t tryna leave | |
| And at night I love when ya come to me in your bra and your panties | |
| Your soft lips taste like candy, ahhh! | |
| Cuz when I' m kickin it wit my girlfriend I just love life | |
| Carry away from trouble now my mind is just as sharp as a knife | |
| I' m tryna live so I ask the Lord keep me away from the wicked | |
| Goin back when we met for the very first time like baby can we kick it? | |
| See we became as one and I always respected you | |
| Through the good and the bad times I was right there, I protected you | |
| Dis our world, just me and you and I never tripped off rome | |
| What I need wit all these ol' hamburgers when I got the steak at home | |
| Chorus x2 | |
| Verse Two | |
| Taught me to pray for my enemies, new beginners, my battles I' m winnin em | |
| I' m simply beefin, if they ever try to start fights I' m endin em | |
| It' s all for show when I speak it' s from the heart and thats on me | |
| Hit em on time and tell him that I' m here for LIFE | |
| Do you love life when you wit yo better half of ya life? | |
| Which' ll be which or rich when you' re just gettin by? | |
| Do you get dubs in them guts and give em somethin he can feel? | |
| Or do you come fast and ask for a hot meal? | |
| See I put it down and if he disrespects ya, get racked up | |
| What?! Act up get smacked up you' re boo gon only get jacked up | |
| Let the chips stack up while we plottin they moves | |
| She down wit me, win or lose, Chuck Taylors and County Blues | |
| But everybody else they went and turned their backs too quick | |
| Heard it was all over until I hit em up wit new shit | |
| But I know the real and the real is this, can' t count times you was there for me | |
| I know what' s crackin no questions see I know you gosta care for me | |
| Chorus x2 | |
| Verse Three | |
| Do you want more outta life? Always said it' s not what whatcha got | |
| Some say they' ll never be satisfied til they rot | |
| You better learn how to love life, what makes you feel good inside? | |
| If it' s on with you and yours than you can' t let that slide | |
| Take advantage, we did enough damage now lets bond | |
| Keep them evil spirits away now lets move on, and you wrote that in song | |
| But you already know where my heart at | |
| Impressed by your intelligence but that ass was fat | |
| Want me to jack it up like a 64 and flip it up like a Flab Jack | |
| When I give it up give it what you could tell me to take somethin back | |
| How you like that? Am I too rough or do you like when I' m rough with stuff? | |
| It' s your choice when I give it up, fast or slow can' t get enough | |
| In due time you' ll get used to all I got to give | |
| But do I want to enjoy this crazy life that I live? | |
| You gotta be ready, layin here wit me all sweaty | |
| Damn you musta put somethin in my spagetti, beotch | |
| Chorus x4 | |
| Yeah! I love it Come along ahh | |
| Trade mark |
| zuò cí : Kross, Moore, Savage | |
| Thugs, Hell yeah ... Love Life! | |
| Find something to live for homie | |
| Understand me? Check it out | |
| Chorus | |
| When your paper keep backin up do you love life? | |
| When you hit some of that there bomb bomb do you love life? | |
| When you' re kickin it wit yo girlfriend do you love life? | |
| When you' re kickin it wit yo boyfriend do you love life? x2 | |
| Verse One | |
| The birds, the trees, four oceans and seven seas | |
| See I' m wit my girl and I' ma love this world, homie I ain' t tryna leave | |
| And at night I love when ya come to me in your bra and your panties | |
| Your soft lips taste like candy, ahhh! | |
| Cuz when I' m kickin it wit my girlfriend I just love life | |
| Carry away from trouble now my mind is just as sharp as a knife | |
| I' m tryna live so I ask the Lord keep me away from the wicked | |
| Goin back when we met for the very first time like baby can we kick it? | |
| See we became as one and I always respected you | |
| Through the good and the bad times I was right there, I protected you | |
| Dis our world, just me and you and I never tripped off rome | |
| What I need wit all these ol' hamburgers when I got the steak at home | |
| Chorus x2 | |
| Verse Two | |
| Taught me to pray for my enemies, new beginners, my battles I' m winnin em | |
| I' m simply beefin, if they ever try to start fights I' m endin em | |
| It' s all for show when I speak it' s from the heart and thats on me | |
| Hit em on time and tell him that I' m here for LIFE | |
| Do you love life when you wit yo better half of ya life? | |
| Which' ll be which or rich when you' re just gettin by? | |
| Do you get dubs in them guts and give em somethin he can feel? | |
| Or do you come fast and ask for a hot meal? | |
| See I put it down and if he disrespects ya, get racked up | |
| What?! Act up get smacked up you' re boo gon only get jacked up | |
| Let the chips stack up while we plottin they moves | |
| She down wit me, win or lose, Chuck Taylors and County Blues | |
| But everybody else they went and turned their backs too quick | |
| Heard it was all over until I hit em up wit new shit | |
| But I know the real and the real is this, can' t count times you was there for me | |
| I know what' s crackin no questions see I know you gosta care for me | |
| Chorus x2 | |
| Verse Three | |
| Do you want more outta life? Always said it' s not what whatcha got | |
| Some say they' ll never be satisfied til they rot | |
| You better learn how to love life, what makes you feel good inside? | |
| If it' s on with you and yours than you can' t let that slide | |
| Take advantage, we did enough damage now lets bond | |
| Keep them evil spirits away now lets move on, and you wrote that in song | |
| But you already know where my heart at | |
| Impressed by your intelligence but that ass was fat | |
| Want me to jack it up like a 64 and flip it up like a Flab Jack | |
| When I give it up give it what you could tell me to take somethin back | |
| How you like that? Am I too rough or do you like when I' m rough with stuff? | |
| It' s your choice when I give it up, fast or slow can' t get enough | |
| In due time you' ll get used to all I got to give | |
| But do I want to enjoy this crazy life that I live? | |
| You gotta be ready, layin here wit me all sweaty | |
| Damn you musta put somethin in my spagetti, beotch | |
| Chorus x4 | |
| Yeah! I love it Come along ahh | |
| Trade mark |