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letra de allah forbid - husalah

the mob life, federal felonies
i can’t believe the sh-t these people tellin’ me
i coulda been a president instead of just sellin’ d
my mother is a queen she gave birth to ya majesty
federal felonies
i can’t believe the sh-t these people tellin’ me
my mother was a queen she gave birth to ya majesty
i coulda been president, instead of just sellin’ d
(husalah husalah, husalah)

[verse 1:]
i be on the block late night twenty-four where the savages be
i coulda been the president instead of sellin’ d
my mother was a queen she gave birth to ya majesty
i’m fightin’ for my life fightin’ federal felonies
the life i live is treal, but the fact that i’m ill
keep me walkin’, and keep me talkin’ still
n-gg-s on my back, n-gg-s rap n-gg-s talkin’ sh-t but guns clap
where’s this at, n-gg-, that’s the sh-t that the code that we live by
live, by the f-ckin’ code that we live by
n-gg- we ride til our death take a last breath of a gangsta and a hustler
turn ya back and get clap by ya own brother
or ratted out by a sucka
n-gg- this life i live i can’t get enough of
even though i suffer i still survive i stay live
(life is one big road, life is one big road)
(bring it back like)

[bridge:]
coulda been the president instead of just sellin’ d
my mother is a queen she gave birth to ya majesty
i really can’t believe the sh-t these white people tellin’ me
fightin’ for my life fightin’ these federal felonies

(cheh, you know…..for sure…..you know)
[beat cuts and hus says various stuff until]

when the beat drop
i get to spittin’ off the top of my dome, never written
i just recite my life
i do a thousand up the interstate
feelin’ lifeless, naturally niceness

[hook:]
life is one big road wid a lot of signs, signs and more signs
today ya livin’ sweet tomorrow sorrow like lime
life is one big road wid a lot of signs, life is one big road

[verse 2:]
i, hit ya block, ride wid the choppah
put it to ya face, n-gg-s call coppers
blow ya head off ya motherf-ckin’ shoulders
back in the days i used to chop blow up
i got a little older, started havin’ whole ones
b-tches jock, cause young n-gg-s holdin’
rollin’ hard, rollin’ tough wid my young n-gg-s
hit the block wid a chop gettin’ dumb
wid a motherf-ckin’ pack of white sh-t
to get, clockin’ fat in the pockets
clockin’ g’s wid a package of poison
the blacker ya boy is he think he tough
the black mac’ll make his black -ss back up
backflip when the black mac hic-cup
what the f-ck this is, h-u-s-l-a-h out the gate
lettin’ n-gg-s know i’m mob for life this is my fate n-gg-
(life is one big road wid a lot of signs, life is one big road)
mob for life this is my fate n-gg-

[hook:]
life is one big road wid a lot of signs, signs and more signs
today ya livin’ sweet tomorrow sorrow like lime
life is one big road wid a lot of signs
life is one big road wid a lot of signs

- husalah

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