The Notorious B.I.G. Living The Life (Feat. Snoop Dogg, Ludacris, Faith Evans, Cheri Dennis & Bobby Valentino) Lyrics

[Notorious B.I.G + (Faith Evans)]
To my m_________in' man, fifty grand, the alcholic man
Inject a tall can to his blood stream if he can
Biggie Smalls, the p____ stroker
Emcee provoker, the chocolate tah smoker (huh?)
I like to mack in Maximas and Acuras
But cheeks, I'm smackin' em' (huh?)
The raw rapper, spot smacker
Wit the lil hooker on my lap-ah, you know your favorite macker
A shy n____, but I ain't ya f___in' comforter
And If I ever fall in love, I bet I'd f___ed it up
Ask the hooker, If I didn't jug her
She try to front, then I put the Chucky Booker on her
(Why you wanna...play games on me?)
b____, you crazy? Commitments, I'm Swayze
No time for the ill s___
Mess with the n____z on that real blood spill s___
My rappin' tactics, are drastic
Stretchin' m_________ers like Mr. Fantastic
So if you wanna see my Pedigree, you better be
filled with energy, n____z never gettin' me

[Chorus 2X: Bobby Valentino and Cheri Dennis + (Ludacris ab-libbing)]
Big cities and bright lights
Short days and long nights
No stress and no strife
I'm high off living the life

[Ludacris]
It's clear to see that I'm the m_________in' man, I done learned from the
best of em; Took the first slot, n____z still second guessin' em
Hoes, I'm undressin' em', foes, I'm not stresin' em'
Outlastin' a bunch of 'em , outflowed the rest of em'
Cuz everyday, I stay preachin' on the pulpit
So tell them haters they could miss me with that bullshit
But I won't miss, I'm Luda, the heat holder
I'm rich, b____! I've done more shows than Oprah
And I'm a soldier, ready for whatever
Roll with a bunch of n____z that don't know no better
King like Coretta, countin' mo' cheddar
Just hired two d___s to be my ho getters
When it comes to these women, dog, ain't no one f___in' wit me
They runnin' back, you think I had TJ Duckett wit me
That's cause I throw it like Vick, from the yard line
Menage a trois, it's safe to say I'm havin' hard times

[Chorus + (Ludacris ab-libbing)]

[Snoop Dogg]
To my n____ Chopper dot, with the whoopty-whop on the block
Got the heaters c___ed, cause I know the suckers on the block
Hennesey and Belve-D, brings a lot of jealousy
n____ stop snitchin', nephew, why you tellin' me?
They say the game ain't what it use to be no mo'
Used to be a G, but now he just a ho
Runnin' 'round poitin' fingers, tellin' names
You f___in' up the rules to this dirty game, and it's a diry shame
I ain't flippin' out, that's probably why I'm dippin' out
Ya'll fools trippin' out, that why I'm on a different route
Now, makin' money, havin' clout, what's what it's all about
Twenty seven cars and a tweleve bedroom house
Now they call me Snoopy Trump
I keep my heater close, cause I love to bust
Now hat's a stain on a n____, I bang on a n____
Kick rocks and watch how I do my thang, young n____; I'm livin' the life!

[Chorus + (Snoop Dogg ab-libbing)]

[Chorus - w/o ab-libs]