Life Aint Easy Lyrics by Master P

Life Aint Easy Lyrics

    ft. C-Murder, Porshe

    [police siren]

    [Master P as cop]
    Driver, slowly step out of the vehicle
    Passenger, keep your hands up high
    You don't have a right to remain silent
    Anything I write in this report
    is gonna be fuckin used against you, hahaha
    Where dey at - where dey at, where dey at?

    [Porshe - repeat over other vocals]
    Life ain't easy (life ain't easy)
    I know they comin for me (comin for me)

    [C-Murder]
    This ghetto got me strapped
    I keep my hand on my nine, I can't depend on the one time
    This ghetto got me strapped
    I keep my hand on my nine, I can't depend on the one time

    Is you scared or is you real? Cause yo' face is kinda pale
    I know these streets is kinda hard but me, I'm bout my fuckin mail
    They say that evil lurks in the dark, and the trigger gots no heart
    I've been doin this shit from the start
    and yeah my bite is worse than my bark
    Nigga please, I'm a motherfuckin dog ass nigga
    Steady reppin on them hoes and I'm steppin on them niggaz
    Bitch I thought that you was hard, til I caught you in yo' garage
    and I hit you with that ?, now you tryin to press some charges
    like a bitch - talkin bout, "It's all good - I ain't trippin"
    Shook my hand - but man, I can't wait to catch you slippin
    in the STREETS, cause I'm crazy gang related, and it's FUCKED UP
    Them bitches tryin to ban me cause my music get y'all bucked up
    Fuck!

    [Porshe - repeat over other vocals]
    Life ain't easy (life ain't easy)
    I know they comin for me (comin for me)

    [C-Murder]
    This ghetto got me strapped
    I keep my hand on my nine, I can't depend on the one time
    This ghetto got me strapped
    I keep my hand on my nine, I can't depend on the one time

    [Master P]
    Did you fear me when you see me? Look in the mirror you wanted to be me
    Put on your Converse and your green cause you thought that you had seen me
    Now you afraid of the real? For that you better guard your grill
    I'm the Candyman I'm Master P and you might get spilled
    For the lights and I'ma shine like Joe the Jeweler
    See I'm a big bout it Benz and you a sixty-nine Cougar
    Ahahahaha

    [tires peel out]
    [police siren chases]

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