Lose Your Life

Yeah! Whattup cuz?

Snoopie D-O doub'! WestCoast king!

What's up Alchemist? (Sup)

I wanna holla real quick man cause see

Alota these niggas got the game fucked up

Man! They don't know man! It's real sad

Cause heavy out in those streets man

You could loose your like tHAT!

You wanna lose your life? uh huh!

Play me got a pocket and mah

Cock it and ya might! (might)

Yeah! - You wanna lose your life? (yeah)

Niggas gettin' dropped and popped -

On the block every night!

(every night) hahaaaaa!

Yeah! - You wanna lose your life? uh!

Money is the key in the street life!

(street life)

Yeah! yup! - You wanna lose your life? nope!

Walkin' round gang bangin' uh! betta

Keep that thang hangin'! uh!

Yo! - 20 lil' missiles in the clip of the 5-7

(uh)

I'm like navigation if you tryna find heaven!

(haha)

You already know I'm a rare breed (yeah)

Sittin' on a nice amount of acres

And square feet - yeah, see!

Even the best die respect

My Columbian neck tie (whoo)

You just can't pass death by! (uh uh)

You can be homie - Cuhz - Neutral (yeah)

God Body - Neita - King - Zulu (uh huh)

One thing about death it

Ain't gonna fool you! (uh uh)

No reason to lie for nothing to prove too!

(no) why you still here though

The devil'll use you (yo)

Closed casket is how I know

The bullets abused you! (whooo)

Even though I'm a boss, I like to eat food

Too (uh huh)

Spray a nigga block up when I'm in the mood

Too! (run that) blow a blunt

Get a drink whatever soothes you! (whatever)

Cause if it ain't

The street the system'll lose you

(system'll lose you) - yeah!

Omen, listen to the flow let it

Take you where ya goin'

Billie jean step over the

Track till it's glowin'

You thinkin' I'm the O-N-

-E - metaphors are no win!

Avalanche P pushed powder till you snowed in

No in! Open sesame, unveil the recipe!

Cocaine cook-up, Heroin and Ecstasy

Got me locked in the Coupe

Like the Lambo's arrestin' me!

Gun play necessity, Warfare, None spared!

Duffel bag money ain't all there

We sick 'em!

All mornin' victim - He, who test P just

Beggin' for the death walk with devilish me

Sit back

Kick back knowin' that there's none hotter!

Graduated from a drug dealer's alma mater!

Magna cum lauder, the kitchen I'm so Jata

You niggas got no worries "Hakuna Matata"!

(Matata)

Yeah!

A-L-C, Alchemist!

(Niggas gettin' dropped and popped -

On the block every night)

"Chemical Warfare"!

Can't hear nothing but the music I'm slippin'