Fat Joe The Wild Life Feat Prospect Xzibit Lyrics

The Wild Life Feat Prospect Xzibit Lyrics

Fat Joe] 

 Yeah, uh, dat gangsta shit! 

 Shout to my homies out west 

 The hoo-bangers! 

 Mack Deezy for Sheezy 

 All my niggas in the Bronx 

 Holdin them corners down 

 Ya heard? Get it right! 

  

 [Verse 1: Fat Joe] 

 Joe cracks back, been a long time comin 

 No mean to disrespect but a lot of ya'lls frontin 

 Shook niggas, me and the Squad done took niggas 

 Flex drop bombs but you seem to overlook niggas 

 We the nicest in the game, even lifers know the name 

 Throwin blows like Tyson when he rained 

 Fuck the ice in the range, I'm tryin to get stocked 

 Generate mil's so I can buy back my old block 

 It's like the rap games far from the crack game 

 Niggas is mad lane (How come?) They act tame 

 You can tell from my scars life is hard 

 Shot down in broad day life in front of my Mom's 

 And the feds never give up, they tryin to kill us 

 I'm stressed drinkin (?)tearin my liver 

 Livin my life like I dont care 

 I'm out to take the throne 

 My mom's in the window hopin I'ma make it home 

 The streets is funny peeps'll kill you 

 over piece of money, 'specially if you sleepin 

 And dont keep it gully, I'm from the bronx 

 Home of niggas that'll stalk you senseless 

 Dont resent this, I'm knowin that you comprehend this 

  

 Its the wild life, niggas done lost they mind 

 Its the wild life, everybody wanna floss and shine 

 But could you blame them? 

 Niggas is brought up with anger 

 Pops in jail, Moms get tossed up on stangers 

  

 [Prospect] 

 Yo its the wild life 

 Where peeps takin life for keeps 

 Yo its the wild life 

 We all brawlin, fight to eat 

 The enemies and the deeds lurk through N.Y.C 

 Some of them on they back lookin up 

 Like "Yo, why me?" 

  

 [Verse 2: Prospect] 

 I never really had a pops 

 But who the fucks to blame 

 He did 13, and wonder why the steets my name 

 And he's my game, cuz I'm the type 

 To leak your frame, give you a slap 

 With the cast, you can meet my pain 

 Defeat I bring, to the nicest rapper you know 

 I aint a killer but I still might clap 

 at shooters, you for real here 

 Niggas be followin with steps 

 I made my own moves, so the tokers 

 Could swallow they breath 

 Acknowledge the best, and do what I did 

 Like I'm blessed, 7 days in a coma 

 This is life after death 

 I'm in it to win, ya heard? 

 From beginning to end, you could get shot 

 even though you once considered a friend 

 Sometimes my minds driven to win 

 Tryin to scare society 

 But cant slip again cuz my lil' man relyin me 

 Everyday I put through a test 

 But still progress 

 I'm tryin to climb hills 

 And tryin to make me kill for less 

  

 Yo its the wild life 

 Where peeps takin life for keeps 

 Yo its the wild life 

 We all brawlin, fight to eat 

 The enemies and the deeds lurk through N.Y.C 

 Some of them on they back lookin up 

 Like "Yo, why me?" 

  

 [Xzibit] 

 Yo its the wildlife 

 Straight kidnappin and carjackin 

 Yo its the wildlife 

 Nigga fuck scrappin, we all packin 

 I'ma smash on anybody disrespectin the turf 

 Sraight to the dirt 

 We niggas known for puttin in work 

  

 [Verse 3: Xzibit] 

 I make it all go down right 

 In front of your face 

 Another life goes to waste 

 For names sake of the paper chaser 

 It aint safe here, the bright lights cablide you 

 Mix sedica, swollow you whole 

 They cant find you 

 Worst thing is walkin these streets 

 I need clarity, peace and prosperity 

 Is never gon' see, so niggas with beef 

 Niggas bumpin they gums and teeth 

 Straight to the police 

 Tryin to plant us six feet deep 

 But I aint goin for that 

 My shit clap through your starter cap 

 Pull your socks back, we aint runnin from nothin 

 Comin from nothin, makes you struggle harder for somethin 

 Shit is disgusting, you can even trust who you fuckin 

 The wild life! Colder the nights 

 You niggas aint nice, put yo money where yo mouth is 

 And roll the dice, puffin canibus and tiva 

 With the Don Cartagena, believe a nigga 

 When I say, dont make me have to spray ya 

  

 Yo its the wildlife 

 Straight kidnappin and carjackin 

 Yo its the wildlife 

 Nigga fuck scrappin, we all packin 

 I'ma smash on anybody disrespectin the turf 

 Sraight to the dirt 

 We niggas known for puttin in work