Luyện nghe bài hát My Life

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We're on smooth shit
Takin you back to the old (westside)

Hoo-bangin in the
And about now
We got the real cpt g's up in
Mc eiht , boom bam , cmw representin to the
to the fullest

[ 1 ]
I once heard forget
Where you came , son
And if you're bailin compton
You bring a gun
Cops tryin to set off spots and niggas
Just cause we fuckin paid niggas
Zags and crack that I used to
To the meet to get my gear and straight bail
'll it be to they lost my loot
So 5-o wants all a blue khaki
Shoot if come down the block, static
Dash like a rabbit barely escapin the
Tragic is the scene left
Bringin the pain meth(od man)
The yellow tape death (boyaa)
Steps the off or meet your maker
The tech 9 will take ya be the
Out for cash the way I was part of
Keep your hood tight nigga don't get up

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My life , my , my life
With the tech 9 , on
I said my life , my , my life
it out

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been in the street game since '86
With on gold d'z takin gangsta flix
Screamin : fuck clitch
Bitch you best not
Hoo-bangin these full straps came with
6 is all you get (ping , ping)
You better put in
Or scurb or get covered damn dirt
My is the ride for the west
And cash and pick of enemies
to trespass , for sho'
I ain't no joke but it the blunt
I light it's the fuckin gun that (boom ,boom)
Provoke any nigga try to step
Fools trip show 'em
Who's fast the hip
Clap you cause g's leave no
Witnesses clap out the door
Slow with the creep while the neighbour's
Still to drive-by and I'm n2 deep
on

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My life , my , my life
With the 9 , come on
My life , my life , my
Fuck

I said my , my life , my life
In the cpt
I said my , my life , my life
Hoo-bangin
it out

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In the 5-0 trey or deuce
Real g's draggin it low much juice (gyeah)
Loose lips sink ships is what I was
my bankroll fold
I'm leavin your body
the role-road since the b.g.
The o.g.'s had me crazy
Like fightin and blastin cause ain't funny
Young niggas strugglin best get money
Creep up in the night
your grip tight lay low outta site
And watch the porch
I ain't got nuttin to lose
And I nuttin when I'm dumpin
Ya'll the blues
I needs the money and the baby
Don't make me react out the strap
And then clap to the fullest
In compton is where dwellin
In the west where yellin
While the yea keeps (westsiiide)
on

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I said my , my life , my life
the tech 9
And how we representin
To the
With the cpt g's
To the
All the way up to south
To all my hoo-bangin gangstas in the
, that's how we're doin it
To the
All day , we don't
, come on
I said my life , my , my life
With the tech 9 , on
I said my life , my life , my
Fuck