[Hook- Rasaq]
Ohh ohh
This is the life for me, it feels so right for me
Theres no other kinda life for me, so slip n slide wit me
Come ride wit me, nigga.. it`s the hooood life
[Verse One- Rasaq]
Uh
Say hello to the hood life, good night to the good life
A hoodie and a good white, shirt `ll make you look right
Mama don`t cook right, that`s why niggaz don`t look right
They on the block wit them roc`s, only wanna cook white
Played by the book syke, niggaz kinda crook like
Fiends almost just like, movin` kinda rush like
Bustas mostly roll dice, gun fights on most nights
Papa don`t get his dough right, he might end up wit no lights
And often in this age, we feel like dogs in a cage
Go off in a rage, and get lost in our ways
Some more honest will pay, but some walk astray
To sellin` weed to pills, to often to yay
Gotta watch what you say, gotta watch how you behave
Cuz nigga I promise you, that you ain`t promised today
Up in the coffin to lay, wit a cross at ya grave
With a shot in ya brain, and that`s all for today
[Hook- Rasaq]
Ohh ohh
This is the life for me, it feels so right for me
Theres no other kinda life for me, so slip n slide wit me
Come ride wit me, nigga.. it`s the hooood life
[Rasaq - talking over hook]
Rasaq on the block, ye ye
[Verse Two- Rasaq]
Mamas on welfare, kinfolks in a wheel chair
Papas gettin` grey hairs, searchin` for some health care
My niece playin` with food stamps, try not be a nusanse
Tryna tie these glusands, while puttin` in my two cents
Tryna make two cents into a million, wit a new lex
And a duplex, nigga all I need is a blueprint
And niggaz know the rules, not the kind that the government choose
The kind in church, that you hum in the pues
No a nigga won`t taddle, he rather have you rip his adams apple
Than run his trap, and let his little lips baffle
Livin` in the hoods a battle, hustlin`s a hastle
Bulidin` up ya empire, hopin` they don`t come crush ya castle
And thugs love to blast you
And that`s not all ya own girl, is addicted to some colorful capsels
While niggaz luck less, I search for success
This work is such stress, it hurts I love rest
And my heart is full of stone, it get`s me off in the zone
Till my poverty is gone, and I`m on top of the throne
And it`s awful alone, when to talk to on the phone
Or in the drop on some chrome, headed off to my home, nigga
[Hook- Rasaq]
Ohh ohh
This is the life for me, it feels so right for me
Theres no other kinda life for me, so slip n slide wit me
Come ride wit me, nigga.. it`s the hooood life
Rasaq on the block baby, whew
Gyeah
