Cam'ron — Live My Life Leave Me Alone

[Intro: Cam'ron] Niggas be on, point, game tight (Uh, Killa, Killa, uh) Thug niggas be on point, game tight Thug niggas be on point, game tight (Harlem, Harlem, R-O-C) Thug niggas be on point, game tight Thug niggas be on point, game tight (Uh, we gon' set this bitch off My ambitionz as a killer, yo) HUH.. Yo [Verse 1: Cam'ron] Soon as I get here niggas wanna wrap the Roc up Nah, bag, slab, wrap the rocks up, gats, back the block up Cop killers, clap at coppers, blast at choppers Pass the vodka (vodka) Listen, don't ever mention Dash or Hoffa It's a Harlem thing dog, you will clash with mobsters (Uptown) Remember me? Got jumped on TNT (what's beef?) Next week, back pump TNT (what's beef?) All my niggas got M-16's kid And all we do is watch MTV Cribs (why?) Learn not to in fury the victim Purially stick 'em, break down your security system, Killa Stop frontin, you was never a menace Never a hustler, NO, we could never do business Business is business, money is money Hustle is hustle, stupid is stupid You the dumbest of dummies, Killa [Chorus: Daz Dillinger] Leave me alone, let me just live my life, life Just leave me alone, leave me alone Let me just live my life, life That's the sound of the police [Verse 2: Cam'ron] All I do every day dog, blunt after blunt Stunt after stunt, they all cunt after cunt Like that I'm sheisty, "look at his shoes", like my Nikes Know I got a girl, like my wifey, like that I'm rude Come here, let me pick with your chest, dick on your breast All they say "That nigga's a mess" You heard me fam? All worthy of this dirty man Take it in your ass? How about 30 grams, ma? (huh) Go upstate, come back downstate Next time around me, you might get a pound cake (do that) Fuck it up, she understand that I might slap her (slap her) I'll be damned if I work for some white cracker (shit) White batter, prize in the pack, fiends hug it They love it, call it Cracker Jack, Killa Where the crack is at, watch me get them dice Throw 'em hard, let me live my life, Killa [Chorus: Daz Dillinger] Leave me alone, let me just live my life, life Just leave me alone, leave me alone Let me just live my life, life That's the sound of the police [Verse 3: Cam'ron] Yo, fuck this life as a rap star, you dealing with crack Gods (Gods) Cooking the crack hard, lead the crack jars All of the chips, the crib with the backyard (yard) Pull out the gat pa, a block of black cars (uh) And I'm scary with the 5th, compare me to a gift Yellow diamonds, Canary on my wrist Dust, juice, get wet up and weighed That'll be the day, Killa Cam mess up some yay, shit Thug niggas be on point, game tight (game tight) Cop a brick and re-up in the same night (uh) And to get that trife, I flick that knife (knife) Doggy dog, let me live my life, Killa [Chorus: Daz Dillinger] Leave me alone, let me just live my life, life Just leave me alone, leave me alone Let me just live my life, life That's the sound of the police [Outro: Cam'ron] The block is hot, niggas tellin me to kill it Knowin' when I get out they gon' feel it Witness the realest (Killa, Killa)