My Life Lyrics - Mc Eiht

[ intro ] 

Gyeah 

We're on this smooth shit 

Takin you back to the old school (westside) 

Gyeah 

Hoo-bangin in the house 

And right about now 

We got the real cpt g's up in here 

Mc eiht, boom bam, cmw representin to the fullest 

Hoo-bangin to the fullest 

Gyeah 

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[ verse 1 ] 

I once heard don't forget 

Where you came from, son 

And if you're bailin thru compton 

You better bring a gun 

Cops tryin to set off spots and raid niggas 

Just cause we some f**kin paid niggas 

Zags and crack that I used to sell 

To the swap meet to get my gear and straight bail 

What 'll it be to they lost my loot 

So 5-o wants all a blue khaki suit 

Shoot if y'all come down the block, static 

Dash like a rabbit barely escapin the automatic 

Tragic is the scene that's left 

Bringin the pain like meth(od man) 

The yellow tape means death (boyaa) 

Steps the f**k off or meet your maker 

The tech 9 will take ya be the back-breaker 

Out for cash flow the way I was part of 

Keep your hood tight nigga don't get caught up 

Yeah 

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[ chorus ] 

My life, my life, my life 

With the tech 9, come on 

I said my life, my life, my life 

Check it out 

[ verse 2 ] 

I've been in the street game since '86 

With mc's on gold d'z takin gangsta flix 

Screamin: f**k your clitch 

Bitch you best not trick 

Hoo-bangin these full straps came with clips 

6 shots is all you get (ping, ping) 

You better put in work 

Or scurb or get covered with damn dirt 

My mission is the ride for the west 

And make cash and pick of enemies 

Tryin to trespass, for sho' 

I ain't no joke but it ain't the blunt 

I light it's the f**kin gun that smoke (boom, boom) 

Provoke any nigga that try to step 

Fools trip imma show 'em 

Who's fast from the hip 

Clap you once cause g's leave no 

Witnesses clap twice out the door 

Slow with the creep while the neighbour's asleep 

Still music to drive-by and I'm n2 deep 

Come on 

[ chorus ] 

My life, my life, my life 

With the tech 9, come on 

My life, my life, my life 

F**k one-time 

Gyeah 

I said my life, my life, my life 

In the cpt 

I said my life, my life, my life 

Hoo-bangin gangstas 

Check it out 

[ verse 3 ] 

In the 6-6-6 5-0 trey or deuce 

Real g's draggin it low with much juice (gyeah) 

Loose lips sink ships is what I was told 

While my bankroll fold 

I'm leavin your body cold 

Down the role-road since the b.g. 

The o.g.'s had me actin crazy 

Like fightin and blastin cause life ain't funny 

Young niggas strugglin best get your money 

Creep up in the late night 

Keep your grip tight lay low outta site 

And watch the porch light 

Cause I ain't got nuttin to lose 

And I ain't nuttin when I'm dumpin 

Ya'll catchin the blues 

I needs the money and the cola baby 

Don't make me react pulls out the strap 

And then clap hoo-bangin to the fullest 

In compton is where we're dwellin 

In the west where we're yellin 

While the yea keeps sellin (westsiiide) 

Come on 

[ chorus ] 

I said my life, my life, my life 

With the tech 9 

And that's how we representin 

To the fullest 

With the real cpt g's 

To the i-n-g 

All the way up to south central 

To all my hoo-bangin gangstas in the house 

Gyeah, that's how we're doin it 

To the west 

All day, we don't play 

Gyeah, come on 

I said my life, my life, my life 

With the tech 9, come on 

I said my life, my life, my life 

F**k one-time 

Gyeah