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letra de living - 2 chainz

[verse 1: 2 chainz]
good head get your rent paid
then i cut a corner like a switch blade
b-tch made n-gga talking sh-t ’bout me
got a red car so i bought a red bottom
chillin’ at the game sitting courtside
you looking at the flyest n-gga on the boat ride
low life, i’m a multi n-gga fo’ life
oh my, had it up to here like a bow tie
cut it out, sold drugs out my momma’s house
so for mothers’ day, i bought my mom a house
chillin’ in the club standing on the couch
n-gga, f-ck yo couch, n-gga, n-gga, f-ck yo’ couch!
shoes cost more than that sh-t anyway
any day, when the semi spray, bet it penetrate
brrraaatt, better duck, n-gga!
got a lake in my yard filled with dope, n-gga!

[hook: 2 chainz]
i’m just livin’ baby, and you got that right
i’m just livin’ baby, i’mma enjoy this night
i’m just livin’ baby, i’m just livin’
i’m just livin’ baby, i’m just livin’

[verse 2: 2 chainz]
motherf-ck the other side, (motherf-ck the other side)
motherf-ck the other side, (motherf-ck the other side)
everything official, my pistol’s dismissin’ missiles
as far as running game, my n-gga, i need a whistle
my n-gga, i need your sister, oops, i don’t think that came out
still f-ck a girl with my chain out
still do my thing with my thing out
long -ss clip, i could shoot you without aiming
my life, your motherf-ckin’ entertainment
dangerous, leave you with the angels
shoot yo’ -ss from all types of angles, explain this
well, it was just bunch of n-ggas and then just me
they came close and it just skeet
they tried to run and i said “come back”
if you think you’re alone then there bobby womack
hold that, ridin’ that phantom down old nat
n-gga said “what up, pimp? where the hoes at?”

[verse 3: iamsu!]
ride around on my side of town
you might f-ck around and get peeled
i rock mookee, rock y3, got bathing apes on my heels
n-gga, this ain’t no game, there ain’t no compet-tion
i knew he was a fake, got good intuition
23 and i’m still livin’
been all around the world and it’s still richmond
cause i’m loyal to my soil, good to my hood like oil
got me in that water, bet it boil
b-tch, i’m a boy, beat the beat up like roy
consider your b-tch my employ’, real to the core
straight up, i never been fraud, and i put that on my lord
y’all rap ’bout clothes that you cannot afford
where’s the versace and where’s the tom ford?
everything we rap ’bout, that sh-t be ours
this b-tch a freak, she should get the award, aye

- 2 chainz

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