Rap Life Lyrics by Tash

Rap Life Lyrics

    [tash]
    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
    Whats up though, i'm still the same nigga, a superfreak
    I blow a g a week, catch me burnin rubber up the street
    Rap niggaz, always smokin indo
    So everytime 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

    Chorus: raekwon the chef

    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 cause 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

    [tash]
    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 villian 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 crist'"
    I said you like rap? well wrap ya mouth around this!
    Rap niggas, young niggaz ballin
    We on the motorcyles 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
    Cause all my niggaz is livin the rap life

    Chorus

    [raekwon the chef]
    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 rockwilder
    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 faggot in the vidibe

    [tash]
    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!
    Cause there's no biz like shobiz if y'all niggaz ask me
    Show money, that's like pimpin, cause 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
    Cause we from out of town and they be lovin out of towners
    Wash up in motherfuckas like a t.v. evangelist
    Cause they from where they from and we straight from los angeles
    Rap money

    (rae) yo, what up
    (tash) whats up nigga
    (rae) what's goin on?
    (tash) hey, whats up rae, lets go half on a football team nigga, hehe
    (rae) yo, i was thinkin about buyin two basketball teams
    Whats up? what we gonna do?
    (tash) hey, hehe
    (rae) matter fact, we can do that. lets do that

    Chorus

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