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hard life - the lox lyrics

[intro: sheek louch]
yeah, grease
l-o-x, hip-hop
ayo, ayo put that in the air n-gg-
you ready? i got ’em

[verse 1: sheek louch]
uh, smoking loud with the top down (yeah)
burner on me, n-gg-, come and get me right now
dope fiends in the hallway (huh)
little n-gg-s’ll clap something in broad day, ha
rose gold, princess cut (uh huh)
pretty face, little t-tties, big b-tt
thugged out, she with me like “n-gg- what?”
hah, big chain on my b-boy (b-boy)
we walk in these n-gg-s get p-noid (p-noid)
gem star make a n-gg- face keloid (keloid)
our 16s’ll have your crew destroyed (destroyed)
l-o-x them n-gg-s you wanna evoid, huh

[chorus: prodigy & jadakiss]
lox is that hard life, mobb deep is that real
life’s difficult, death’s easy
lox, n-gg-, m-o-b-b, what?
infamous is that raw rap
you come through d-block you get k!lled
life’s difficult, death’s easy
lox, n-gg-, m-o-b-b, what?

[verse 2: styles p]
100 shots to the f-ckboys, 21 salute to the real gs (salute)
live by the code
if i couldn’t do that or a rat n-gg- k!ll me (my word)
24 karat gold handguns, mink seats in the coupe, yes
rooftop party with the real gangstas (hahaha)
spiral stairs in my duplex
all high and i’m looking at my b-tch
and my money like “what should we do next?” (huh?)
real n-gg- ’til i die
if i can’t be real i’d rather die, yeah, i choose death

[chorus: prodigy & jadakiss]
l-o-x is that hard life, mobb deep is that real
life’s difficult, death’s easy
l-o-x, n-gg-, m-o-b-b, what?
infamous is that raw rap
you come through d-block you get k!lled
life’s difficult, death’s easy
l-o-x, n-gg-, m-o-b-b, what?

[verse 3: prodigy]
yeah, yo, uh
lox is that hard life, mobb deep is that real
infamous is that raw rap
you come through d-block you get k!lled
by these rich, young, black hustlers out the slum
in new york state, b-tch, you could get some
say ahhh, i’ll shove my gun down your mouth
like what was all that woopty woop about?
greed is good
i get all this dope sh-t, you wish you could
i’m in a financial district, i don’t do broke uber
suv, i send for your hoe
so these are iconic bars
but when i bust your head, you see all kinds of stars
to see your whole world turned black
what’s done is done, there ain’t not turning back

[verse 4: havoc]
tie your shoelace, you rap n-gg-s tripping
fall face first when the pound start spitting
same old dirt, really ain’t no difference
f-ck about a grammy, they salute me in the trenches
f-ck about y’all, got a give-a-f-ck fetish
first n-gg- feel some kind of way i’ma lay
i could have a beef with the world, never dead it
your son in deep sh-t, mama love better pray
with your broken–ss gun, sh-t, looking like relics
fear so bad when we see him we can smell it
room full of goons, lay back with my ls lit
son got bagged, real gs never tell sh-t
did 5 on his head and his mouth closed
came home, hit him off, ball like gauchos
d-block, mobb deep
h-a-v-o make money in his sleep

[verse 5: jadakiss]
uh, top down in the winter time
if you on the boom list then it’s dinner time (food)
horse head in your bed just so send a sign
this is dope right here, n-gg-, get in line (line up)
yeah, i’ve been a don since benetton (hah)
before you let ’em in, hit me on the intercom (hit me)
i find out they did him wrong then i get ’em gone (gone)
they on the roof with the scopes, have ’em hit him long (hit ’em)
yeah, we bomb sh-t like the pentagon (woo!)
where that money go, n-gg-, what you spend it on?
uh, life’s difficult (life’s difficult)
death’s easy (death’s easy)
lox, n-gg-, m-o-b-b, what?

- the lox lyrics

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