C-murder - Livin' Legend lyrics

Master p: Yo, c I'd like to mourn the dead (kevin miller) And acknowledge the livin' Know like they say You can tell a n***a How you feel when they here This is for all those livin stars out there The ghetto legends (real n***as) n***as thats really doin the hustlin on the corner (love these thug n***as, ya heard me) Know what i'm sayin, makin it happen n***as in the rap game, changin their lives Silkk, c-murder, master p (haha) And all the other real mutherfukin ballers out there (freedom) Motherfukin rookies to the veterans This is all the real n***as makin it happen b**h check it, ya heard me C-murder: n***a back in the day i used to dream about fortune and fame Jump in the game and you expect my life to change I looked up to all the ghetto superstars sh**, i used to trip when they call a female a b**h I'm just another lost soul in the world Destination unknown, tryin to make it home And three strikes, a n***a gone All alone in the muthafukin end zone On the football field with my head down I can't see but i'm tryin to make a touchdown Damn, will i ever see the other side I'm this close from doin another drive by Now i don't really want to make another mother cry But these n***as, they playin with my fukin pride Now why, they wanna put me in this gangsta sh**a Cause all i wanna do is sell a million discs Chorus: Wha wha, i wanna be a livin' legend Will they let me, i wanna be a livin' legend Will they sweat me, get paid like the president Now put my name in the hall of fame (x2) Master p: Say my name What b**hes screamin for A little skinny n***a learn to hustle and ball Grew up in the projects Ran with k**ers and dealers No limit soldiers keep in the family, no n***a Don't hate me for planting seeds C-murder got the gifts I got the hennesey and weed We only run with ghetto stars ??? Like big boz, hot boyz known for 1-87 2-11, real n***as made it out the hood Word seven bigger figures And you know its all good Chorus: Wha wha, i wanna be a livin' legend Will they let me, i wanna be a livin' legend Will they sweat me, get paid like the president Now put my name in the hall of fame (x2) C-murder: Livin' legend, livin' legend One who'll raise on top against all obstacles No matter friend or foe And we kick it, ugh