Jah Cure & Popcaan - Life Is Real (ft. Padrino)
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Padri...
Woii yoii
El Gringo, El Gringo, El Chapo, El Chapo
Ohh, oh
[Chorus: Jah Cure & Popcaan]
Gun shot back him up (woii)
Disrespect, the bwoy shot him up
Rudebwoy rinse the steal, yeah
Forever gangster, forever OG
The fire nah reject nobody yet (no, no)
Me no response fi nobody death
Life is so real, yeah (so real)
In this life of mine, me come from nothing
Hustle too hard fi get sup'm
In this life of crime, you haffi stay thuggy
Streets a make a way for me
[Verse 1: Popcaan]
Life of mine, life of mine
In this life of crime
Today me nah, wul no Henny nor no Whiskey meds
Me a, pree the Bentley and a pree the Benz
Cah, man a come from nothing
Me waan billions fi Jah Cure and fi me ends
When, me a grow a bay wire fence
Now, man a Uptown resident
Plus, nowadays me and Mini and TJ rolling just like the president
We lock the place and it evident
Diss the Killy dem you nah see no evidence
Bwoy violate Jah Cure, me and the thugs dem roll up a him residence (woii)
Dem know my style
Drive up neat and take 'way him points dem
[Chorus: Jah Cure & Popcaan]
Gun shot back him up
Disrespect, the bwoy shot him up
Rudebwoy rinse the steal, yeah (yekno')
The fire nah reject nobody yet
Me no response fi nobody death
Life is so real, yeah
In this life of mine, me come from nothing
Hustle too hard fi get sup'm
In this life of crime, you haffi stay thuggy
Streets a make a way for me
[Verse 2: Padrino]
Yeah, where I come from, nothing no easy
The ghetto youth dem feel the feeling
It's a lost cause...
Oh yeah, yeah
So dem decide fi murder
Another mother would a bawl when she see her son dead 'pon the corner
Mhm mhmmm
Life is so real
When you live by the sword
No bother with the gun talk, youth
Matthew 26:52
You might die the same way
Ooh, life is so real, yeah
Haffi get money, youth live it up
Me know say you tired and we live ruff
Better days we look forward, no giving up
Cah the money nah mek when the blood a run
[Chorus: Jah Cure]
Gun shot back him up
Disrespect, the bwoy shot him up
Rudebwoy rinse the steal, yeah
The fire nah reject nobody yet
Me no response fi nobody death
Life is so real, yeah
In this life of mine, me come from nothing
Hustle too hard fi get sup'm
In this life of crime, you haffi stay thuggy
Streets a make a way for me
[Outro: Jah Cure]
Come from nothing
Hustle hard, haffi get sup'm
Streets a make a way for me
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