Styles P - Can I Live lyrics

CHORUS Can I Live? Hell yeah but you still gon die Cmon n***a you a thug But I'm still gon cry And you done learned off experience I'm still gon ride They k** me, you gon k** them? I still got pride Can I Live? Hell yeah but you still gon die Cmon n***a you a thug But I'm still gon cry And you done learned off experience I'm still gon ride They k** me, you gon k** them? I still got pride [Jadakiss] Yo now I done said everything I could possibly say Ask them n***as in your camp is you hotter than J. A D.A.K.I. two S's A true message Y'all better wear a few vests Live pussies Bout to be dead dicks I pack guns that shoot through schools the red bricks And just because you mighta seen me on the award show I'm still in the hood n***a gettin raw dough And later on tonight I might be hittin your ho And I got more money so I'm coppin more dro Everything I said I meant B Y'all gon tempt me To rob y'all spend your whole stash on my empties Mwa yours truly Can't do nothing to me Think you Scarface but you ain't see the end of the movie I'm the type of n***a that'll take 5 cakes Turn em into 5 acres Faster than 5 lakers Lay back, get high, tote my gun around Throw a string on the pony so I can tote my son around [Sheek] Ay yo The path I walk is filled Who the f** won't I k** Thin as that line down the hundred that you can tell if it's real Smooth as Sinatra You can tell by my pops that I'm street f** the forecast I'll let you know what day'll be heat See I recruit smart n***as will hunt No dumb n***as Who will k** over money not b**hes like some n***as I think marketable f** y'all n***as who stay bummin I'm that n***a sellin pills at all of Howard homecomings If you get high I got weed And if you get drunk I got vodka And if you want base I got popcorn like Orville Reddenbacher See I'm bullseye I empty my bananna in your bandanna First try Never will my bullets miss a vick I use one to do a hit On some professional sh** b**h (Ha that's crazy) CHORUS [Kasino] Outta three-fourths of them n***as who cross your path Minus them half a** who talk fast and finish last Who gon get his cash Turn to his man and give him half co*k the hammer back Stood by his side and didn't dash When the charge is federal And they fingerprint his a** Who can he trust to be Front of the judge screamin it's just me It must be More than just a n***a love Make em do five joints no contact without givin his n***as up Give his keys to his truck Wish his n***as luck Call it's best fit suggested that she let his n***as f** Fingerf** them figures up No parole Bigger truck Kasino is that name big enough n***a what [Styles] You wouldn't bust your gat wit me If you never sat wit me Lit up a sack wit me Or hustle some crack wit me Came through the cipher bow down and spat wit me Hopped up the truck and gave n***as daps wit me You never laugh wit me Never went half wit me Never been through the struggle never felt the wrath wit me Never slept on the same floor or Hit the same who*e Ran up in the same store Or with the same four Blood thicker than water Only in certain cases You need water to live you learn that in the basics Better cherish your aces Bullets in the faces Of the jokers We laugh at fire n***a we smokers Sittin on the sofa Puffin the hash n***a we focused Why lie I die where the coke is CHORUS TO END