Songtext Life's a bitch (featuring cool 'b') Gangsta Blac

Life's a bitch (featuring cool 'b')

[Cool 'B']
Now first of all I know my story sound wild

But guess what I swear to god I was a mama's child

You see my mama left me back in 79'
I knew it was gods will so I'm done cryin

You see my mama was the one who

Brought me up, taught me up

And showed me what was good and bad

Now after her I was raised a bastard child

Every now and then I got to see my fuckin' dad

You see my dad was a wicked and wild man

Everytime I saw him he had a fat knot in his head
Sportin' that ??? but I'm lookin' bummy

So didn't fuckin' understand
Prayin' that my dad would step to me

I was chillin in Tennesse
He was livin in Atlanta, G.
Now years rolled on luckly ?unkown?
Mad mad face I'm mad as fuck, uh

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One thing that I learned that was no lie

That life is a bitch, you pay bills and then you die

See life's a bitch so ?clock? G's
See life's a bitch so ?clock? G's young nigga

[
Cool 'B']
Since ?INTà it just wasn't fair to me

I wanted all the luxuries
I'm tired of fuckin' poverty

Now what the hell am I supposed to do

You said don't slang dope, but dope makes my loot

I really didn't have a fuckin' friend in the world

See my grandma tryin' raise 5 boys and 7 girls

And them was only grand kids g

One of them was my brother Gangsta Blac, respect see

Work the life it was the streets

And them South Park niggas in Tennesse SPV
That taught this new dog old tricks

New dog old tricks, yo now ain't that a bitch?

You see me and my brother we hung tight

Fight after fight drinkin' night after night

Enough respect to my niggas like dre

Keep ??? fuckin' taylor

[
Gangsta Blac]
Well I'm happy in November
Whe month before december

The where is and the who was

I really don't remember

Growin up as a young buck

Let me tell you how I came up

No life without no mama

Each night I deal with drama

My father was a no-show

His where has I want info

Found out ?and lostà my kinfolks

Much love gotta keep it real though

Been ballin to nintendo

Got niggas through the window
Lookin' cause I can't go out

Nigga like me knew they was out

My friend they out their ballin
??? for who's callin

My 'teachin'? came from preachin

On sunday's ain't no stallin'
Dressed up it's time for ge

I know yo eyes be on me

Cool B and Gangsta baby
?
Well uh? you made us crazy
'They leave all up in stranger?

Your face gon grow some anger

My ??? hold me down now.

My cousin call me danger

So now I got the rest hung

Go home and count my income
G
B and Wicked Wild Child
My heart is where this came from

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Chorus fades]

One thing that I learned that was no lie...