C Murder - "Livin' Legend" lyrics
*** Complimentary Livin' Legend Ringtone ***
Featuring Master P]
Master P:
Yo C
I'd like to mourn the dead (Kevin Miller)
And acknowledge the livin'
Know like they say
You can tell a nigga
This is for all those livin stars out there
How you feel when they here
The ghetto legends (real niggas)
Niggas thats really doin the hustlin on the corner
(love these thug niggas ya heard me)
Know what I'm sayin makin it happen
Silkk, C-Murder, Master P (haha)
And all the other real mutherfukin ballers out there (freedom)
Niggas in the rap game changin their lives
Motherfukin rookies to the veterans
This is all the real niggas makin it happen
Bitch check it, ya heard me
C-Murder:
Nigga back in the day i used to dream about fortune and fame
Jump in the game and you expect my life to change
I looked up to all the ghetto superstars
Shit, I used to trip when they call a female a bitch
I'm just another lost soul in the world
Destination unknown, Tryin to make it home
All alone in the muthafukin end zone
And Three strikes, a nigga gone
On the football field with my head down
Damn, will I ever see the other side
I can't see but I'm tryin to make a touchdown
I'm this close from doin another drive by
But these niggas, they playin with my fukin pride
Master P:
Yo C
I'd like to mourn the dead (Kevin Miller)
And acknowledge the livin'
Know like they say
You can tell a nigga
This is for all those livin stars out there
How you feel when they here
The ghetto legends (real niggas)
Niggas thats really doin the hustlin on the corner
(love these thug niggas ya heard me)
Know what I'm sayin makin it happen
Silkk, C-Murder, Master P (haha)
And all the other real mutherfukin ballers out there (freedom)
Niggas in the rap game changin their lives
Motherfukin rookies to the veterans
This is all the real niggas makin it happen
Bitch check it, ya heard me
C-Murder:
Nigga back in the day i used to dream about fortune and fame
Jump in the game and you expect my life to change
I looked up to all the ghetto superstars
Shit, I used to trip when they call a female a bitch
I'm just another lost soul in the world
Destination unknown, Tryin to make it home
All alone in the muthafukin end zone
And Three strikes, a nigga gone
On the football field with my head down
Damn, will I ever see the other side
I can't see but I'm tryin to make a touchdown
I'm this close from doin another drive by
But these niggas, they playin with my fukin pride
Now I don't really want to make another mother cry
Now why, they wanna put me in this gangsta shita
Cause all I wanna do is sell a million discs
Chorus:
Wha wha, I wanna be a livin' legend
Now put my name in the hall of fame
Will they let me, I wanna be a livin' legend
Will they sweat me, get paid like the president
(x2)
A little skinny nigga learn to hustle and ball
Say my name
Master P:
What bitches screamin for
Grew up in the projects
Ran with killers and dealers
No Limit Soldiers keep in the family, no nigga
I got the hennesey and weed
Don't hate me for planting seeds
C-Murder got the gifts
We only run with ghetto stars '''
Like Big Boz, Hot Boyz known for 1-87
2-11, Real niggas made it out the hood
Word seven bigger figures
And you know its all good
Chorus:
Wha wha, I wanna be a livin' legend
Will they sweat me, get paid like the president
Will they let me, I wanna be a livin' legend
Now put my name in the hall of fame
(x2)
Livin' legend, livin' legend
C-Murder:
One who'll raise on top against all obstacles
And we kick it, Ugh No matter friend or foe
Now why, they wanna put me in this gangsta shita
Cause all I wanna do is sell a million discs
Chorus:
Wha wha, I wanna be a livin' legend
Now put my name in the hall of fame
Will they let me, I wanna be a livin' legend
Will they sweat me, get paid like the president
(x2)
A little skinny nigga learn to hustle and ball
Say my name
Master P:
What bitches screamin for
Grew up in the projects
Ran with killers and dealers
No Limit Soldiers keep in the family, no nigga
I got the hennesey and weed
Don't hate me for planting seeds
C-Murder got the gifts
We only run with ghetto stars '''
Like Big Boz, Hot Boyz known for 1-87
2-11, Real niggas made it out the hood
Word seven bigger figures
And you know its all good
Chorus:
Wha wha, I wanna be a livin' legend
Will they sweat me, get paid like the president
Will they let me, I wanna be a livin' legend
Now put my name in the hall of fame
(x2)
Livin' legend, livin' legend
C-Murder:
One who'll raise on top against all obstacles
And we kick it, Ugh No matter friend or foe
*** Complimentary Livin' Legend Ringtone ***
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