Three 6 Mafia - One Life 2 Live lyrics

[Verse 1 : Kingpin Skinny Pimp] I got one life to live, you see I'm stayin' up off the streets Weed, Heineken, drinkin' that Louie 13 It keeps a major league Playa on that hustle type Big baller with so much clap Keys in my lap, police in the rearview Put 'em on a high speed, then bail out I'm not afraid cause I got heart Runnin' through the woods to the graveyard Helicopters on my trail, I slipped and fell Plus it's gettin' dark Now what do ya know ? I heard two barrels co*king on my shoulder They found the dope I was laying on When they turned me over I'm mad as f** cause the cuffs tight on my hands I'm takin' an a** whoopin', dreamin' for the ambulance I'm in the squad car, depressed cause I'm caught with dirt They finna hide my a**, I wonder is it worth it I called on God, but his phone must be off the hook I feel a evil spirit tellin' me to go out like a crook And kick the window out, the paperboy he gone shoot to k** I'm out of patience, I got one life to live [Verse 2 : DJ Paul] Stayin' on my f**in' shoes Livin' by them Three Six rules Keepin' all anna down Bustas what you tryin' to prove ? Smokin' green by the P's f** what you sayin' punk Prophet Posse get my back Cristale is gettin' me drunk Thangs still the same Ain't gon' change Like you Foster's beez n***as down one day and not the next Nothin' but hoes to me Playa brought you in this game A playa take you out this thang Stayin' real wit' you homies mane It'll always bring a thang [Verse 3 : Juicy J] I only got one life to live but now I gotta get it straight Tryna make a living in my city so don't playa hate If you got a question how a Memphis n***a money flow Shootin' crao, selling dope, kicking in n***as door Ballin' down the strip with a trunk full of hot sh** Talkin' on the burner phone, bumpin' hutch, sweatin' the b**h That's how we do it in the M-town n***as frowning all about my hustle If you got no cheese don't come around [Verse 4 : Kingpin Skinny Pimp] Yeah, and like that 2Pac I feel different around the corner sometimes [?] f** the fame, packing my nine I'm the street with my n***as I just laying bonbs When I was locked up I got hooked up on a lumpsun Of gang, from a [?] how they get my a** in ? Help me feed my children that drought got me selling that dope again I'm [?] I'm tryna think of some digit to wash my money off I'm gonna lose these streets, my back against the wall Damn it feels good to be a Kingpin I got hook up from my cuz, n***a what, blow it up No cut A playa hata trippin' wit' that bull sh** The bird on my triple band always went 36th My word is bond, man to man, face to face I'm on my way to incarceration with Fed times Just watch my case In front of my homies hoggin' that deck to see that I was real Years, it's some motherf**ers with one life to live