C-murder - Life's Hard lyrics

[Chorus:] Only thing I know is get them packs in Don't ever let them n***a think you need him f** a friend, be about your business Stay ten toe down and get it And work [x8] [Verse 1:] When you call a n***a phone and never answer for you That mean that n***a never gave a f** about you You in the streets, don't keep your Id in your wallet I got like six names, I can be anybody Early in the morning got the store rock Everything I do I see somebody watching Lost everything I had The Future said he got me I turn them free bags into millions of dollars Make some j**elry up,now I'm gooder than you Feel like my slick partner blow them cash pot Hit up Doffe on working in the dump So anything you want I got it in the trunk [Chorus] [Verse 2:] They say crime don't pay Well the grind don't pay Get the line Don't flying, and the sun don't shining Still I take time, in the coming due time I ain't got no time I'm raw for mine Don't ask how, all my cash come Can't wait then cause I need it now Tell them say My pistol hanging I make the shoe rain like I'm Jessy Jones I got great hang Ye I'm packing rich I'm a pimp n***a I can make a b**h And I can't turn one a them wild b**h But u can turn her from being to a whole brick Man 2Pack, that old sh** Fill a n***a a** with holes quick Loose a n***a head for a trophy Then dump a n***a body in the ocean Frig up b**h with my trigger finger Same finger that I want to blank with How the f** you a hit man And I payed you and you ain't hit a sh** Not bird game but it's rich squad But I'll make a n***a hoe say dip quick Got a new map with a cooler on it Hold your force gotta show em something [Chorus] [verse 3:] You in the streets and you ain't got it n***a you better take it Every n***a round me is impatient Down in Miami I know a couple a Haitians Man, GOD and projects, the brick stupid, crazy Before the day over, twenty to a head Remix like I cater I serve you like a waiter You on the block with no pack, n***a I see you later Got dope all flavours Catch me working daily All I want is paper Damn G we made it We gotta go to work You can't be looking crazy You go trap a goal If you know how to play it I had to switch My whole three n***as snitching crazy [Chorus]