[Nas]

To my niggaz.. huh..

We all we got..

Let's hold it down though, y'know?

However it's gon' go down

This what we gotta deal with, y'know?

Yo this is the Remix



Chorus: Nas



It's the life we chose, where friends become foes

and the dough'll get you killed quicker than you know

This is the life we chose, bring fake snakes and hoes

and the only way out, is death or goin broke

This the life we chose, ain't too many happy endings

That's why there ain't too many happy niggaz in it

And I'll admit it, this life is fucked up but yo..

(but yo..) this life is the only life I know {*echoes}



[Nas]

Uhh, uhh, uhh

Gold bathtubs, makin love to my Queen

Get my back rubbed, Chardonnay, rollin up green

Statues, marble floors, rare paintings on my wall

My lifestyle's like the Forbes Magazine

Closets, full of rockets and submachines

Take this nigga out the projects, and his thug team

Yo we cruise past street lights, ill rides

Mr. Child both coasts with the most loud toast

Calicos roast y'all folks, keep y'all dyin

Cause it's hard to fuck around when we dealin with science

My enemies got money, so y'all should watch how I play it

They never know we enemies until they hear me say it

Til they kid's on the phone sayin, "Please daddy pay it"

Til they brain's on the floor, mixed on the pavement

High-class elegance, you respect or you hiss

You go against you'd rather piss on an electrical fence

It's strategic, how these niggaz want you to think

You'd be surprised, who'd be the one to put you to sleep

Why you stink? Yo these streets don't allow you to blink

You get showered by lead, comin out with your mink

Bow ties and tuxedos, bust Eagles



Chorus



[Cyclinder]

Hey yo the life I chose was like Ludacris

smoke or get smoked

Kid's be gettin choke to death by they parents on crack

I was put in jail cause I had to fight back

But that's life on the street's nigga's come up with fake ass beats

But I'll never suffer defeat never stop makin my beats

Nigga I'll kill every one on the streets this is the

Life I chose fuck them other hoe



Chrous





Dump drugs and acid, then they rush with the Rico

It's hard fuckin with niggaz you hope you can trust

You a fool if your main bitch is easy to fuck

And you've got money - is these hoes greedy or what?

Shit is devious, ex-friends wantin you stuck



Chorus: Nas



It's the life we chose, where friends become foes

and the dough'll get you killed quicker than you know

This is the life we chose, bring fake snakes and hoes

and the only way out, is death or goin broke

This the life we chose, ain't too many happy endings

That's why there ain't too many happy niggaz in it

And I'll admit it, this life is fucked up but yo..

(but yo..) this life is the only life I know {*echoes}



[Nas]

Uhh, uhh, uhh

Gold bathtubs, makin love to my Queen

Get my back rubbed, Chardonnay, rollin up green

Statues, marble floors, rare paintings on my wall

My lifestyle's like the Forbes Magazine

Closets, full of rockets and submachines

Take this nigga out the projects, and his thug team

Yo we cruise past street lights, ill rides

Mr. Child both coasts with the most loud toast

Calicos roast y'all folks, keep y'all dyin

Cause it's hard to fuck around when we dealin with science

My enemies got money, so y'all should watch how I play it

They never know we enemies until they hear me say it

Til they kid's on the phone sayin, "Please daddy pay it"

Til they brain's on the floor, mixed on the pavement

High-class elegance, you respect or you hiss

You go against you'd rather piss on an electrical fence

It's strategic, how these niggaz want you to think

You'd be surprised, who'd be the one to put you to sleep

Why you stink? Yo these streets don't allow you to blink

You get showered by lead, comin out with your mink

Bow ties and tuxedos, bust Eagles

Dump drugs and acid, then they rush with the Rico

It's hard fuckin with niggaz you hope you can trust

You a fool if your main bitch is easy to fuck

And you've got money - is these hoes greedy or what?

Shit is devious, ex-friends wantin you stuck



Chorus: Nas



It's the life we chose, where friends become foes

and the dough'll get you killed quicker than you know

This is the life we chose, bring fake snakes and hoes

and the only way out, is death or goin broke

This the life we chose, ain't too many happy endings

That's why there ain't too many happy niggaz in it

And I'll admit it, this life is fucked up but yo..

(but yo..) this life is the only life I know {*echoes}