Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Life, artist - Jim Jones.
Date of issue: 06.11.2006
Song language: English
My Life |
Uh huh |
We back |
We still on the streets |
Rap game is now the crack game |
Watch out for them rap police |
Jim Jones (verse 1): |
The rap police is on my ass |
Searchin for the ratchet |
Im stepping on the gas while im swirving through the traffic |
Watching the sun rise, twisting up the grass |
Money on my mind, got me thinking bout the cash |
'cause i heard the plottin war |
You gotta have your paper right |
They knocking at the door |
Im hoping they dont raid tonight |
We moves pies |
Trying to get the treasures |
Plush rides |
Getting high till the FBI come and get us |
And we hit them clubs in the city |
Now i got the thugs and all the drug dealers with me |
Splergin on the bottles |
Hope the groupies follow |
Im tryin to slide baby beeze of in the garllodo |
The life styles of the thugs |
Young rich and famous |
Give a f**k about the judge |
We runnin from arraignments |
Speeding through life at a faster pace |
So i pray to god tonight and im hoping i dont catch a case |
Trying ride the wave in a deep sea |
'cause i like to spend my life, my life, my life, my life |
Ducking dt’s in the z3 or the gt this is bg |
Trying ride the wave in a deep sea |
'cause i like to spend my nights, my nights, my nights, my nights |
Ducking dt’s in the z3 or the gt this is bg |
Now i ain’t sleep about a week |
My 7 Day theory |
Im gunning in the streets everyday is getting scary |
And any minute meet aquittance wit da reeper |
But we gotta stay alive getting fadedd of the reefer |
Liquor, no chaser, shits gettin major |
F**king with the guns gotch ya nigga all cased up |
Its for the thrill so we do it for the love of it |
Like oh what a feeling mother f**ker when we thuggin it |
One for Mob, two to stay free |
Three to cop a ride, hundred thousand on the V |
Wallin in the whip, lets talk politics |
They say niggas from new york is all about a flip |
Got gas on my brain, cash on the chain |
And im flying up lennox fast in the lane |
They say its hard up in the streets |
Trying to make a million while im dodging from police |
Mother f**ker can u fell me |
(Outro) |
Pay attention while i mention |
That the birdgang is on the move |
While you talking here we walking |
Like the way you want to do |
We dem rock stars, keep dem hot cars |
And a hot one for you lames |
Just griding for all the paper we can get up out this game |