Tash Rap Life lyrics

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Rap Life by Tash Rap Life lyrics Uh, expensive things, diamond rings and things You know, rap life, rap life, say what, ah, uh Rap niggaz, we dippin' individuals Some of us be frontin', some of us is really criminals Swimmin' in the women and money we never had, it's sad Rap could turn a good nigga bad But not CaTash though I gaffle respect with no hassle I'm still the same nigga, light skinded, curly afro What's up though, I'm still the same nigga, a super freak I blow a G a week, catch me burnin' rubber up the street Rap niggaz, always smokin' indo So every time we puff, it's twenty dollars out the window But what is friends fo', we gonna blow that dough regardless My niggaz live the life and they ain't even rap artists Rap money, we get that shit and blow it We trick thirty G's and ain't got shit to show for it Let me get that case of Moet, let me get that CLK Let me get that ounce of bomb from my man from East L.A. Let me get that Rap niggaz get money, press up and get hundreds Be like all them niggaz on it Which side rock the most, it don't matter 'cuz it get notes Meet you on the left side of the boat Coast, drivin' it most, we like where them niggaz go We like everywhere, party where the fans go It's all rap hype, young black niggaz that's mad hype Got ya station in a smash right My Likwit niggaz made a killin', we dropped three albums And got the whole world dancin' on the ceilin' So I'm feelin' like the villain that cracked that safe's combo My nigga had some hoes, I told him shoot 'em through my condo He shot 'em through, they peeped my CD through They startin' askin' questions, but fuck the interview What y'all really wanna do? They said, "Pop the Christ'" I said you like rap? Well, wrap ya mouth around this Rap niggas, young niggaz ballin' We on the motorcycles doin' ninety down my hall and With the gold chain swingin', fallin' to the street This rap life got us buyin' shit we don't need We don't need the jet skis but let's buy 'em, just to try 'em We splashin' out the Lex and got all the ladies eyein' us now And we don't fuck around with no wife 'Cuz all my niggaz is livin' the rap life Rap niggaz get money, press up and get hundreds Be like all them niggaz on it Which side rock the most, it don't matter 'cuz it get notes Meet you on the left side of the boat Coast, drivin' it most, we like where them niggaz go We like everywhere, party where the fans go It's all rap hype, young black niggaz that's mad hype Got ya station in a smash right First of all before we move on Shit is like a Yukon son, slide shit on like Grey Poupon Mergin' in the suburbs, gettin' raw with greenery herb Real ill niggaz smack birds Fat words showin' proof how my gat work, go shoot, kill Smack a blackbird, jettin' in an Ac-hurse Big Jim stay grinnin' in a six, spinnin' it kid Nigga who flex, lex threw ten in him Stand posin', blowin' shit, coast from east and west We rockin' our vest, cannon might roast you High powered hydrolic Eddie Bauer Rock wilder Who wilder, slang bit niggas on the collar Amp might blow, I might land, set up shop and glow Shinin' like a lamp post, my camp post Cream leather green leaves forever Goin' to do whatever, corns and crab niggaz, they roll together What up Tash, black hash, we invented the spaz High like sixteen niggaz over ten bags Real niggas gon' ride, fake niggaz gon' slidide Check the next issue fagot in the vidibe Rap drama, the drama never calms I be on the celly phone trippin' off my baby moms Tryna make her understand, I get paid to rhyme I don't show up at your job, so don't show up at mine 'Cuz there's no biz like shobiz if y'all niggaz ask me Show money, that's like pimpin' 'cuz we get it tax free Catch a check for 33, cut straight from SRC Take it straight to any counter, cash my shit with no I.D. Rap women, they always be around us 'Cuz we from out of town and they be lovin' out of towners Wash up in motherfuckas like a TV evangelist 'Cuz they from where they from and we straight from Los Angeles Rap money Yo, what up? What's up nigga? What's goin' on? Hey, what's up Rae? Let's go half on a football team nigga, hehe Yo, I was thinkin' about buyin' two basketball teams What's up? What we gonna do? Hey, hehe Matter fact, we can do that, let's do that Rap niggaz get money, press up and get hundreds Be like all them niggaz on it Which side rock the most, it don't matter 'cuz it get notes Meet you on the left side of the boat Coast, drivin' it most, we like where them niggaz go We like everywhere, party where the fans go It's all rap hype, young black niggaz that's mad hype Got ya station in a smash right

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