Lirik Lagu Survival of Da Fittest - 69 Boyz
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Verse 1The Rottweiler:17 years old, bold, tryin' to get my slang onBroke as a joke, uh, tryin' my best to hang onAnd if I don't, I'll be a failureAnd I'll tell ya, I ain't with that, so forget that!I get the 9 from the pawn shop layawayKeep it in my pack and the jack men'll stay awayFellas gettin' jealous, hate to see a nigga rise upThey tryin' to size up, but punk nigga, wise up!I pack my 9, yeah, I'm fine, and I chill with itShoot 'em in a minute and just deal with it'Cause where I'm from, you gotta buck niggas,If you never want to be an out-of-luck niggaI only did what I had to doNow they're callin' me the king of the avenueUhh, I'm shootin' my 9 when I bail'Cause I'd rather go to hell than jail'Cause it's survival of the fittest
Thrill Da Playa:Yo, it was rough from the start, sonAnd I knew I'd be a hustler, even when I was in kindergartenFeelin' on the teachers and givin' 'em looksAnd steady takin' all the other kids' coloring booksMy momma used to try to make me study my workBut I was busy chasin' girls, gettin' under they skirtsAnd though she raised me the best she could,Them whippin's ain't done me no goodAnd sure, I could play ball like the rest of the guys,But yo, I always had this fear of gettin' paralyzedAnd sellin' drugs at the time was the easy wayThe easy work, easy women plus the easy payIt had me feelin' like I would do whatever it takesTo have a car and a woman in a couple of statesCause I'm a professional, and you couldn't knock itBecause I had to keep some money in my pocketIt's survival of the fittest
[Rasta chorus]
Verse 2The Rottweiler:When I was comin' up and runnin' up,The hoochies in my hood never took time, so I took mineAnd I thought it would change, and when I got olderThey just got colder, and gave me the cold shoulderBut now them hoes wanna skeeze meJust because they see my face on TV, uhhThem hoes be buggin'; they come a-dime-a-dozenI'm even doin' it with my own cousinI got hoes 'cause I'm so rich, niggaNever get played and laid by no trick, niggaThey only speak 'cause a brother done peeped strongI muss my hair like Fred and get the hell onI gots no love for them hoes, and if I did it'd be a drama,'Cause, trick, I only love my mommaAnd never have I sold a yardBut I'd do it if times got hard'Cause it's survival of the fittest
Thrill Da Playa:Comin' up daily, gettin' richer than richAnd all the fellas in the hood just itchin' to snitchBut I got my stuff runnin' so tight and legitThat the fans can't even make a spirit to stickSo yo, they can go and find another dealer to fade;I got a business in my name, and my taxes is paidThey only mad 'cause they bussin' they chopsTo say that I'm a millionaire because I'm cuttin' them rocksThey can't *fuck* with that, and even when they think they can,I got a set-up so they only get the metal man!I can't see bein' a letter to themAnd locked up just because I'm doin' better than themI tried the right way, but they kept ignorin' meSaw opportunity, and I went for it, G!It was smooth and the feds couldn't match meBut now that I'm legit, yo, I know they'll never catch meIt's survival of the fittest
[Rasta chorus]
Verse 3The Rottweiler:Uhhh, and ow that I'm straight with the law,I'm makin' more money than I ever sawBut still, my 9's what I'm alive byI'm never slippin' to be a victim of a drive-byBut it's still kind of crazyIf I spend two seconds with a girl, she's claimin' she's havin' a babyAnd all my girlfriends are black, and they act rudeBut if I dated another color, they'd get an attitudeAnd my moms ... yo, bless her soulAlive, and bustin' her ass before 25Got a brother in a rage, uh, she ain't a minimum woman,So why the hell she makin' minimum wage?I try to give her money, but she won't take itShe says she hates it; she doesn't like the way I make itI thank the Lord I'm alive.All I have to do is survive'Cause it's survival of the fittest
Thrill Da Playa:I know the feelin', I can keep my poiseI got beepers, and all types of digital toysAnd I know they think that I am sellin' dopeAnd wanna keep me underneath the microscopeSo they can try and take what's mineBut I'll burn it to shreds, before they get one dimeAnd to them, it's a hurtin' factBecause it's all insured, so yo, I'm gonna get it right backAnd yeah, they lookin' like dummiesThey waste they time, plus they waste they taxpayers' moneySo put away your house-raidin' tactics,Shotguns, ski-masks, and windbreaker jackets'Cause ain't no doors gettin' kicked downAnd if it is ... then I suggest you skip townBecuase my lawyer's so good, I hope you're packed up;In the morning, you'll be sleepin' in AlaskaIt's survival of the fittest
[Rasta chorus]
Thrill Da Playa:Yo, it was rough from the start, sonAnd I knew I'd be a hustler, even when I was in kindergartenFeelin' on the teachers and givin' 'em looksAnd steady takin' all the other kids' coloring booksMy momma used to try to make me study my workBut I was busy chasin' girls, gettin' under they skirtsAnd though she raised me the best she could,Them whippin's ain't done me no goodAnd sure, I could play ball like the rest of the guys,But yo, I always had this fear of gettin' paralyzedAnd sellin' drugs at the time was the easy wayThe easy work, easy women plus the easy payIt had me feelin' like I would do whatever it takesTo have a car and a woman in a couple of statesCause I'm a professional, and you couldn't knock itBecause I had to keep some money in my pocketIt's survival of the fittest
[Rasta chorus]
Verse 2The Rottweiler:When I was comin' up and runnin' up,The hoochies in my hood never took time, so I took mineAnd I thought it would change, and when I got olderThey just got colder, and gave me the cold shoulderBut now them hoes wanna skeeze meJust because they see my face on TV, uhhThem hoes be buggin'; they come a-dime-a-dozenI'm even doin' it with my own cousinI got hoes 'cause I'm so rich, niggaNever get played and laid by no trick, niggaThey only speak 'cause a brother done peeped strongI muss my hair like Fred and get the hell onI gots no love for them hoes, and if I did it'd be a drama,'Cause, trick, I only love my mommaAnd never have I sold a yardBut I'd do it if times got hard'Cause it's survival of the fittest
Thrill Da Playa:Comin' up daily, gettin' richer than richAnd all the fellas in the hood just itchin' to snitchBut I got my stuff runnin' so tight and legitThat the fans can't even make a spirit to stickSo yo, they can go and find another dealer to fade;I got a business in my name, and my taxes is paidThey only mad 'cause they bussin' they chopsTo say that I'm a millionaire because I'm cuttin' them rocksThey can't *fuck* with that, and even when they think they can,I got a set-up so they only get the metal man!I can't see bein' a letter to themAnd locked up just because I'm doin' better than themI tried the right way, but they kept ignorin' meSaw opportunity, and I went for it, G!It was smooth and the feds couldn't match meBut now that I'm legit, yo, I know they'll never catch meIt's survival of the fittest
[Rasta chorus]
Verse 3The Rottweiler:Uhhh, and ow that I'm straight with the law,I'm makin' more money than I ever sawBut still, my 9's what I'm alive byI'm never slippin' to be a victim of a drive-byBut it's still kind of crazyIf I spend two seconds with a girl, she's claimin' she's havin' a babyAnd all my girlfriends are black, and they act rudeBut if I dated another color, they'd get an attitudeAnd my moms ... yo, bless her soulAlive, and bustin' her ass before 25Got a brother in a rage, uh, she ain't a minimum woman,So why the hell she makin' minimum wage?I try to give her money, but she won't take itShe says she hates it; she doesn't like the way I make itI thank the Lord I'm alive.All I have to do is survive'Cause it's survival of the fittest
Thrill Da Playa:I know the feelin', I can keep my poiseI got beepers, and all types of digital toysAnd I know they think that I am sellin' dopeAnd wanna keep me underneath the microscopeSo they can try and take what's mineBut I'll burn it to shreds, before they get one dimeAnd to them, it's a hurtin' factBecause it's all insured, so yo, I'm gonna get it right backAnd yeah, they lookin' like dummiesThey waste they time, plus they waste they taxpayers' moneySo put away your house-raidin' tactics,Shotguns, ski-masks, and windbreaker jackets'Cause ain't no doors gettin' kicked downAnd if it is ... then I suggest you skip townBecuase my lawyer's so good, I hope you're packed up;In the morning, you'll be sleepin' in AlaskaIt's survival of the fittest
[Rasta chorus]
