My Life (Explicit) - MC Eiht

Composed by：Aaron Tyler/T. Green

Gyeah

We're on this smooth s**t

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

I once heard don't forget

Where you came from son

And if you're bailin through Compton

You better bring a gun

Cops to set off spots and raid n***as

Just 'cause we some f**kin' paid n***as

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 ya'll come down the block static

Dash like a rabbit barely escapin the automatic

Tragic is the scene that's left

Bringin the pain like Method 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 n***a don't get caught up

Yeah

My life my life my life

With the Tech 9 come on

I said my life my life my life

Check it out

I've been in the street game since '86

With Mc's on gold D'z takin' gangsta flix

Screamin f**k your clitch

B***h 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 d**n 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 n***a that try to step

Fools trip I'mma 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

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

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 BG

The OG's had me actin crazy

Like fightin and blastin 'cause life ain't funny

Young n***as 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

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