This Ain't Living

(album: The Clean Up Man: G-Unit Radio 24 - 2007)

[Young Buck:]
Drunker than a motherfucker trying to make it home
Pedal to the metal with no headlights on
Hennessey and weed with the shots of Patrone
I'll have a nigga's dick hard all night long
The rain can't stop me I'm sitting on chrome
The police watch me to catch me in the wrong
My hood got love for me and when its on
If a nigga get a word bet a nigga getting gone
You niggas living dead when you working for the Feds
You get a little bread then get popped in the head
A white t-shirt with your face on the front
Nobody at the church ever respect what you done
So i'm a give 'em hell
'Till they open up the cells
For the young black males
Twenty five in hell
I'm out on bail and I ain't going back
Just hope that my parole officer's knowing that

[Chorus: Vocal Sample]
Living a little harder
What do I do with my life?
Living a little harder
What do I do with my life?
This ain't living
Nah nah baby this ain't living
Ah nah nah

[Verse 2: Young Buck]
The ghettos full of rules that you got to live by
The metal I use is a Glock .45
My best friend died and I didn't even cry
Been trying to find who killed him to set him on fire
The project buildings is getting torn down
They got us in one place so its a war now
Pay what you weigh don't nobody give credit no more
You don't know what to do with it what you selling it for?
Seen fake niggas live and some real niggas go
So I really will kill and i'm hard on a ho
Shooting at my enemies killing 'em all
I will not sleep I got to find who killed my dog
Lil Jimmy locked up so until he come home
Got a wall full of platinum, pocket full of stones
I'm out here on my own
Holding it down
And i'm not going back my P.O. know now
Come on

[Chorus: Vocal Sample]
Living a little harder
What do I do with my life?
Living a little harder
What do I do with my life?
This ain't living
This ain't living
Nah nah baby this ain't living
Ah nah nah
This ain't living
This ain't living
Nah nah baby this ain't living
Ah nah nah

[Young Buck:]
Yeah, now lets ride niggas
Roll your weed, fill your cups up
You now riding with a gangsta nigga