Mc Eiht - My Life Lyrics
[ intro ]GyeahWere on this smooth shitTakin you back to the old school (westside)GyeahHoo-bangin in the houseAnd right about nowWe got the real cpt gs up in hereMc eiht , boom bam , cmw representin to the fullestHoo-bangin to the fullestGyeah[ verse 1 ]I once heard dont forgetWhere you came from , sonAnd if youre bailin thru comptonYou better bring a gunCops tryin to set off spots and raid niggasJust cause we some *****in paid niggasZags and crack that I used to sellTo the swap meet to get my gear and straight bailWhat ll it be to they lost my lootSo 5-o wants all a blue khaki suitShoot if yall come down the block, staticDash like a rabbit barely escapin the automaticTragic is the scene thats leftBringin the pain like meth(od man)The yellow tape means death (boyaa)Steps the ***** off or meet your makerThe tech 9 will take ya be the back-breakerOut for cash flow the way I was part ofKeep your hood tight nigga dont get caught upYeah[ chorus ]My life , my life , my lifeWith the tech 9 , come onI said my life , my life , my lifeCheck it out[ verse 2 ]Ive been in the street game since 86With mcs on gold dz takin gangsta flixScreamin : ***** your clitch***** you best not trickHoo-bangin these full straps came with clips6 shots is all you get (ping , ping)You better put in workOr scurb or get covered with damn dirtMy mission is the ride for the westAnd make cash and pick of enemiesTryin to trespass , for shoI aint no joke but it aint the bluntI light its the *****in gun that smoke (boom ,boom)Provoke any nigga that try to stepFools trip imma show emWhos fast from the hipClap you once cause gs leave noWitnesses clap twice out the doorSlow with the creep while the neighbours asleepStill music to drive-by and Im n2 deepCome on[ chorus ]My life , my life , my lifeWith the tech 9 , come onMy life , my life , my life***** one-timeGyeahI said my life , my life , my lifeIn the cptI said my life , my life , my lifeHoo-bangin gangstasCheck it out[ verse 3 ]In the 6-6-6 5-0 trey or deuceReal gs draggin it low with much juice (gyeah)Loose lips sink ships is what I was toldWhile my bankroll foldIm leavin your body coldDown the role-road since the b.g.The o.g.s had me actin crazyLike fightin and blastin cause life aint funnyYoung niggas strugglin best get your moneyCreep up in the late nightKeep your grip tight lay low outta siteAnd watch the porch lightCause I aint got nuttin to loseAnd I aint nuttin when Im dumpinYall catchin the bluesI needs the money and the cola babyDont make me react pulls out the strapAnd then clap hoo-bangin to the fullestIn compton is where were dwellinIn the west where were yellinWhile the yea keeps sellin (westsiiide)Come on[ chorus ]I said my life , my life , my lifeWith the tech 9And thats how we representinTo the fullestWith the real cpt gsTo the i-n-gAll the way up to south centralTo all my hoo-bangin gangstas in the houseGyeah , thats how were doin itTo the westAll day , we dont playGyeah , come onI said my life , my life , my lifeWith the tech 9 , come onI said my life , my life , my life***** one-timeGyeah
