That`s How We`re Livin`

[ VERSE 1: Bret E.B. ]<br>Saw the homeboys from the days of delirium<br>`89 Benzes, guess who`s steerin em?<br>Hop into the ride, cold coolin with the crew<br>They`re puffin on the cheeba and guzzlin the brew<br>Doin 120 in the car lane<br>Girl in every lap, cause that`s the name of the game<br>Destination - come on, you know where we`re goin<br>Don`t get the wrong idea, nobody`s gigolo`in<br>We arrived, but what we did I cannot tell<br>Couldn`t play it on the air, cause it`s kinky as hell<br>When the boys come together, we do the wild thing<br>Birds and bees, birds sing as the bees sting<br>Screams of passion, voice is goin hoarse<br>Right in that butt with crazy force<br>In the morning take a shower, kiss the girl on the cheek<br>Slam the door shut as I enter the streets<br>That`s how I`m livin<br><br>Yo, that`s how I`m livin<br><br>[ VERSE 2: Bret E.B. ]<br>Always on the move since the age of the child<br>To keep my blood pumpin I live the wildstyle<br>Live, love and laugh from dawn to dust<br>Every day is a new day, to conquer is a must<br>Ask me any questions and I take the fifth<br>Not sayin where we been, or who we`re hangin with<br>My posse`s lurkin in the heat of the night<br>Look into the eyes and you never see fright<br>Treated like superstars, lifestyle bizarre<br>Ridin limos, and never drive a car<br>Ate seafood, hate burgers and fries<br>Then we trick a little, but I never tell lies<br>Wake up a 12 and hit the studio<br>Later on tonight we`ll be filmin the video<br>Pick up a check at the end of the day<br>And then I scoop up a lady, cause a man gotta play<br>That`s how I`m livin<br><br>Yo Muggs<br>Tell these muthafuckas how we`re livin<br>( *Grandmixer Muggs cutting* )<br><br>For all the niggas chill in the east, you know what I`m sayin?<br><br>Brooklyn in effect<br><br>[ VERSE 3: Bret E.B. ]<br>Like The Enforcer named Frank Nitty<br>See the 3 on the marquee, cause we belong to the city<br>Caviar dreams, champagne wishes<br>Makin love to high class bitches<br>Take you how you want it, cause we are what we are<br>Makin millions, but on the faces no scars<br>You`re rollin with a posse, they seem to make you bolder<br>Talkin mess lookin over your shoulder<br>Don`t worry `bout a thing, you won`t get snuffed<br>We pull a one-on-one and you get bumrushed<br>See, I live on the street, never carry a nine<br>Hit your heart and leave you staggerin like moonshine<br>Get ill as shit, shootin celo<br>Got so much money, think I`m sellin by the kilo<br>I ain`t with it, everybody sells drugs<br>Left it in the past, we`re educated thugs<br>Young (young) with an innocent look<br>Look at the cover, but never judge a book<br>Just 3, we don`t gangbang<br>Flip your heads and make your bells ring<br>So yo, Muggs, tell em what we`re givin<br>Cause this shit is over, man, cause this is how I`m livin