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Trife Life

Check it out now, word up, Son, shit is ill kid

Knahmsayin'? Bein' that we livin' the motherfuckin' trife life

Don't have another day right? It's only right

Let me put you on to what happens Son

Never believe this shit, kick that shitIt's just another day, drownin' my troubles with a forty

That's when I got the call from this brown skin shorty

She asked me where's my crew at? Said we could do whatever

She got her crew too and said that we should get togetherI said, "Aight, just call me back in a hour

So I can take a shower and gather up the manpower"

Then I hung up the horn

And I thought to myself that it might be on'Cause this trick ain't pick up the phone to call me in years

Ever since I left the hoe lonely in tears

Ain't no tellin' what her friends puttin' up in her ears

Ideas of settin' me up, I'm not tryin' ta hearCheck it out, son, so we take the gats for precautions

Plus this trick live in Brooklyn, home of the coffin

She might got a whole batallion of Bucktowners

Waitin' for us to get up off the train and surround usOr maybe, I'm blowin' this shit out of proportion

But this shit do happen to niggaz very often

So fuck it, a nigga gotta do what he meant to

My crew got my back, fuck the world is my mentalWe put together five soldiers, the bitch called

My blood curdled, told me to meet her on Myrtle

Got to the plaza, we're waitin' for the G train

We put a plan together, just in case the beef cameNow we Bed Stuy bound

Far from home and on unknown ground

But together we six deep, with fire piece, nuttin' sweet

First nigga frontin', gettin' lifted off his fuckin' feetIt took eternity, we reached our destination

My heartbeat is racin' like a cardiac patient

We finally got to Myrtle outside the train station

I saw not a soul, told my peoples to be patientBut hold up, that's when a black caravan rolled up

My legs then froze up, I grabbed my pound

Told my man, "Eyes open 'cause it might go down"

Said he don't like the way the shit is startin' to soundEvey angle of the car was smoked out and tinted

So we couldn't tell if the enemy was in it

It mighta been TNT, I wasn't tryin to wait and see, we

Jetted thru Marcy 'cause Dee's ain't baggin' me

Word Son, they got us on the run, Dunn, see yoCheck it out, check it out, check it out, yo

Trife life got me thinkin' like an animal

No doubt, no doubt, no doubt, no doubt, yo

What can kill you is what you don't knowOkay check it, you're on your way to your girl's crib

But the bitch live in the Bridge

You ain't really sweatin' it, 'cause little do you know

The niggaz in the Bridge be settin' itYou thought you was safe and tried to walk

The backstreets without heat

On the 41st Side settin' it of 12th Street

The cyber-niggaz don't give a fuck

Decide well if you come thru frontin', kid you gettin' buckedOn your way, to apartment 3A

With a phat herringbone, let him slide, no days

Son, get the heat, 'cause I'm about to stick 'em

(Fuck that shit, yo, if that nigga front, yo hit him)Aight bet, so just hold it down

While I cock back the long three pound

You're upstairs bonin', not knowin' that I'm scheamin'

Just the right time kid, it's twelve in the evenin'You're leavin' out the buildin' as you kiss your girl goodbye

Thought you was safe and got caught by surprised

"What's goin' on?", as I reply

"Shut the fuck up and don't make this 'to another homicide"He tried to play tough so I put one in his brain

Even though I took his life, all I wanted was the chain

Come through truck without heat, how you figure?

When you in the projects keep your fingers on the triggerBut fuck that we're juxin', if you got what we like you gets tooken

Put you on your back, send you on your way, yo good lookin'

Now be catchin' the cap that holes in ya Lewis in Brooklyn

Gettin' to' up from the flo' up, hit the dress sto' upGot the 80-0 in case a nigga wanna roll up

Get'cha motherfuckin' shit swoll up

Now it's back to Queens to serve fiends

Makin G's by any means, my eyes on my enemiesSippin' Hennessey, with my mind on some crime shit

One-time searchin' me but never ever find shit

It's the everyday, get the loot then breeze

Though my goal is to leave outta state, push ki'sBut all this bullshit holdin' me down, I can't leave

Fuck a 9 to 5, I get the loot with ease

Don't even need a degree to earn a six-digit figure

I get mines slingin' on the corner with my niggaz

Pullin' the trigger when the drama appears

'Cause that nigga worse enemy is fear, so yoCheck it out, check it out, check it out, yo

Trife life got me thinkin' like an animal

No doubt, no doubt, no doubt, no doubt, yo

What can kill you is what you don't know

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