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N.O.R.E. : Live My Life lyrics

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N.O.R.E. lyrics : "Live My Life"

(feat. Ja Rule)

[Intro: N.O.R.E.]

Yeah ^!$$%s, yeah
Uhhh, that's what I'm talkin 'bout right here ^!$$%s
That's what I'm talkin 'bout right here Gotti

This what I needed, ^!$$%
This the %#@! I wanted right here
This another "Nahmeanuheard"!

It's off Beelzebub for real
Gon' live my life man (I'mma live my life...)
Stop hatin' on us (Stop hatin' on us...)

Talk to 'em

[Chorus: Ja Rule & N.O.R.E. ad libbing]

Life, love, me
I'm gon' live my life, hey
Thug Life, Lord you know me

This ain't life, this ain't love, save me
I'm gon' live my life, hey
Thug Life, Lord you know me


Yo, yo
So what, you think I'm 'posed to live in the hood my whole damn life

And get married on the Ave. with my damn wife
(N.O.R.E. & Ja Rule)
I'm gon' live my life, and she gon' live her life

(N.O.R.E.)
And we gon' be a-aight
So %#@!, I send the kites to my ^!$$%s in jail (Send that kite, ^!$$%)

And tell them ^!$$%s we good, once N.O. sell
And to my street ^!$$%s, we done flipped out and beat ^!$$%s
And made the loudest ^!$$%s turn dis-creet ^!$$%s

As far as these chicks, they lovin' the pipe
And she don't even like you, wanna thug in her life
See, she wanna a ^!$$% go and walk the hood with her

That ^!$$% try to front on her, I'm in the hood with her
%#@!, so stressed I could see it in her face--
When she walking down the block, but with me feel safe

And them ^!$$%s won't front, have them dudes erased, it go...

[Chorus]


See I'm a vet, ^!$$%, and I could take you to school
And it's my fifth album, 'bout to quit like Rule

So go head and try it, see it just don't match
And ya man hate me, 'cause y'all just don't match
Got my gun on me, and I could walk you upstairs

'Til you get inside the crib, girl, I ain't scared
And tell ya man don't even come outside (Y'all ^!$$%s stay in the crib!)
'Cause if he even try frontin', I'mma make that ^!$$% run outside

See I'm a, thug for real, I hold the steel
And I could walk you through the hood on the darkest hill
See she love N.O.R.E., plus any ^!$$% like me

Drivin' in the drop with a 10 cent icey
%#@!, she want a thug that's basically
See she scared in the projects, but safe with me

%#@!, N.O... (N.O...) R to the E
Spin out at 90 I'm hard with the V, it go...


[Chorus]

Yo, a-yo, good green, 'bout to get some Valley stick

I'm on the west coast, $#&@in' with my Cali (*##$
And she always want some in the night and the morning
Wanna know everywhere, and where I'm performin'

%#@!, but it's aight, just let her ride
Yo she down wit' a ^!$$%, just let her ride
See

(N.O.R.E. & Ja Rule)
I'm gon' live my life, and she gon' live her life, yo...


[Chorus: Ja Rule & N.O.R.E. ad libbing]
Life, love, me
I'm gon' live my life, hey

Thug Life, Lord you know me
This ain't life, this ain't love, save me
I'm gon' live my life, hey
Thug Life, Lord you know me


[N.O.R.E. talking]
See, we just tryin' to live our life, man (See... we livin' our life, baby)
We not even paying attention to y'all dudes, man (Dudes)
Talking 'bout 'cha paper
Ain't nobody even ask you how many--how much you got, homeboy (How much money

you got homeboy, chill out!)
Chill out, man! (Live ya life)
Word up, we just livin' our life, doin' our thing (We livin' our life)
Thugged Out Militainment style (Thugged Out Militainment)
Ya underdig? (Ya underdig?)

We keepin' percolatin' up in the knahpsmeanyaheard? (Knahpsmeanyaheard?)
Pop done popped'd off (Poppin' off)
Jump off done jumped off (It done jumped off alot, though)
Off Beelzebub for real (Get them condoms ^!$$%!)
Yeah, tonight, put the Henny away tonight, y'all

(Put the Henny away tonight)
We gon' drink that Cris' %#@!, and that Don Perignon %#@!
(That Cristal, that Don Perignon and that good %#@!)
Nah, nah, nah, put the Smirnoff away, ^!$$% (Nah, no Smirnoff, baby)
We not drinkin' the Smirnoff tonight (Not tonight, y'all chill!)
None of that %#@!, man (Grimey $$# ^!$$%s!)

Put the 50 cent beer away (Put the 50 cent beer away, we ain't drinkin' that)
We gon' drink that expensive %#@! tonight, baby
(Yeah, yeah, we ain't grimey tonight)
We gon' be Holly"hood" tonight, baby (Holly"hood" tonight, baby)
Irv Gotti (Irv Gotti)
Good looking my ^!$$% (Good lookin', ^!$$%)
My ^!$$% Ruleski (Ruleski, where you at, baby)

We doing it up, baby (We doin' it up, ^!$$%)
Thugged Out Militainment, we in here
(Yeah we gon' have fun, Thugged Out Militainment)
We drinkin' that expensive %#@!, we partyin' tonight ^!$$%s
(Expensive %#@! partyin')
Come wit' us ^!$$%s (Come wit' us ^!$$%s)
I'm gon' live my life (Gon' live my life)


[Chorus: Ja Rule]
Life, love, me
I'm gon' live my life, hey
Thug Life, Lord you know me
This ain't life, this ain't love, save me
I'm gon' live my life, hey

Thug Life, Lord you know me

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