This ain't livin' Nigga, I hear even the smaller G's be dippin' Chevy Impalas While flossin' they gold D's, O.G.'s, is who they follow We swallow tomorrow see, what we leave is hollow We feed violence and greed, let 'em bleed tomorrow In time, they grip a nine, sippin' wine, hit grass 'Til I be starin' watch the parents sacrifice they child The love's gone, a thug's home, with no love Feelin' so strong, make young boys into drug lords Now one for adolescents, now dos for dose Keep yo' friends by your side, even close your foes Now three for Johnny Law tryin' to make my chips I never pulled the trigger, didn't touch that bitch Throw yo' hands in the air, it's a robbery Thinkin' 'Pac, would you ride with me Let's go see what our enemies talkin' 'bout When G's enter the house nobody's walkin' out This ain't livin', it's similar to prison, we trapped My homies jealous plus they tell us that the phones is tapped I watch my back twenty-fo' seven And never let a busta send a G to ghetto heaven, you know! This is how it goes when we floss with foes Before I toss yo' hoe, it'll cost you mo' I do shows, make a lot of dough, murder my foes But I'd give it all up, if it would help you grow This ain't livin' Takes a life to make a life (Takes a life) Livin' in the world of crime tonight (Takes a life) Can't find a better way to break you This ain't livin', I gotta do what I gotta do Takes a life to make a life (Takes a life) Livin' in the world of crime tonight (Takes a life) Can't find a better way to break you This ain't livin', I gotta do what I gotta do Peep it, gunfire is produced at alarmin' rates Today's youth, grip the shit, get in the car and break "It takes a nation of millions" if we intend to stop the killin' Just search your feelings, participate in some They our seeds and when they bleed, we bleed That's what becomes of lonely children, they turn to G's Heavenly father can you rescue, my young nation Rest the Lord will protect you, respect due Not a threat as I step in blue And check those that oppose when I froze them fools And who are you to watch me fall farther I disappeared, reappeared as the, follow me now Skippin' class, and livin fast, will get yo' ass Stuck in the pen, doin' life plus ten Young brother pump yo' brakes for me, before you choke Won't ya soak up some game from yo' big homies This ain't livin', we givin' you jewels, use 'em as tools Explode on they industry and fade them fools You know the rules, gotta be a rider You can run the red lights but read the street signs, hey This for all of y'all that keep on raisin' hell Put a pistol in your hand and let you fade yourself It ain't right, what you put your momma through, young G Gotta change your life, take the game from me This ain't livin' Takes a life to make a life (Takes a life) Livin' in the world of crime tonight (Takes a life) Can't find a better way to break you This ain't livin', I gotta do what I gotta do Takes a life to make a life (Takes a life) Livin' in the world of crime tonight (Takes a life) Can't find a better way to break you This ain't livin', I gotta do what I gotta do Takes a life to make a life (Takes a life) Livin' in the world of crime tonight (Takes a life) Can't find a better way to break you This ain't livin', I gotta do what I gotta do Takes a life to make a life (Takes a life) Livin' in the world of crime tonight (Takes a life) Can't find a better way to break you This ain't livin', I gotta do what I gotta do

If you got a Cadillac, boy And a forty room shack, boy A bucket full of money And a tree full of honey But if you're gettin' no huggin' No smoochin' or a muggin' If you ain't lovin' Then you ain't livin' If you're ridin' on a gravy train Instead of walkin' down lovers lane You can't make hay, boy 'Cause you're goin' the wrong way, boy You gotta get a a little honey It's better than money If you ain't lovin' Then you ain't livin' If they call you a big man 'Cause you got a lot of bottled land If you're kin to the President And you help from the government But if you're gettin' no attention You're better off on the pension If you ain't lovin' Then you ain't livin' If you got a string of long cards And you're smokin' them 4-bit cigars You ain't so well to do Unless you get a little coochy-coo It takes a little bit a smackin' Or your life's lackin' If you ain't lovin' Then you ain't livin'

I serve the base, I serve the base I serve the base, I serve the base I serve the base, I serve the base I serve the base, I serve the base You would fuck a rich niggas for the fame, won't you? You would give that pussy up to a lame, won't you? Like a old school, I re-did the frame on you I got my old shooters with me and they land on you Word to them niggas at the six A whole lotta lean, my nutrition They should've told ya I had the drank on me They should've told ya I brought the bank with me They should've told ya I keep that molly on me They should've told ya I got that stick with me You the one who duckin' from a drive by My niggas unemployed sellin' pot pies I serve the base, I serve the base I serve the base, I serve the base I keep a shooter with me like Malone I fucked around and did it on my own Come and fuck with me baby, I'm a franchise Molly and them xans got me aggravated The hundreds and 'em fifties, get 'em separated Put them hundreds and them hundreds, yeah we segregated They tryna take the soul out me They tryna take my confidence and they know I'm cocky Fuck another interview, I'm done with it I don't give a fuck about a ho, I let a young hit it I play the games of the thrones with you I can't change, I was God-given Tryna make a pop star and they made a monster I'm posted with my niggas, let the champagne flow A nigga was depressed now my mind back healthy A product of them roach in 'em ashtrays I inhale the love on a bad day Baptized inside purple Actavis They should've told you I was on the pill They should've told you I was on the Lear I serve cocaine in some Reeboks I'm full of so much chronic, need a detox I serve the base, I serve the base I serve the base, I serve the base They should've told you I'm was just a trap nigga I'm in the white house shootin' crack niggas I gave up on my conscience gotta live with it This remind me when I had nightmares These bitches wanna be here, they'll be right here They should've told you I'm was just a trap nigga They should've told you I was gon' lap niggas They should've told you I was overseas Say your last words, can't breathe They sent the ghetto bird out to peep me They finally did admit it, I was cloned Because I was ambitious, now I'm on Five in the mornin' on the corner rollin' stones I just work for money, I count it on my own, fuck They should've told you I was on the pill They should've told you I was on the Lear I serve cocaine and some Reebok I full of soo much chronic, need a detox I serve the base, I serve the base I serve the base, I serve the base You the one who duckin' from a drive by My niggas unemployed sellin' Popeyes