Jim Jones

Jim Jones - My Life lyrics

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[Jim Jones: Talking]

Uh huh 

We back 

We still on the streets 

Rap game is now the crack game 

Watch out for them rap police 



[verse 1: Jim Jones]

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 on the grass 

Money on my mind, got me thinking bout the cash 

Cuz i heard the plottin one 

You gotta have your paper right 

they knocking at the door 

im hoping they dont weigh 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 

virgin on the bottles 

hope the groupies follow 

im tryin to slide baby beeze?

The life styles of the thugs 

young rich and famous 

Give a fuck about the judge 

we runnin from arraignments 

speeding through life at a fast pace 

so i pray to god tonight and im hoping i dont catch a case 



[Chorus:]

Trying ride the wave in a deep sea 

cuz 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 

cuz i like to spend my nights, my nights, my nights, my nights 

ducking dt's in the z3 or the gt this is bg 



[Verse 2:]

Now i aint sleep about a week 

but 7 Day theory 

Im gunning in the streets everyday is getting scary 

And any minute meet the queens with the reefer 

but we gotta stay alive getting fadedd of the reefer 

Liquor, no chaser, shits gettin major 

fucking with the guns gotch ya nigga all chased up 

Itd for the thrill so we do it for the love of it 

Like oh what a feeling mother fucker when we thuggin it 

[?] Mob, true to stay free 

Free to cop a ride, hundred thousand on the V 

Wallin in the whip, lets talk politics 

they say niggas from new york is saw by the flip 

Got gas in the range, cash on the ring 

and im flying up lennox fast in the lane 

They say its all up in the streets 

rying to make a million while im dodging from police 



Mother fucker 



[Chorus]



[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 ladies, 

just griding for all the paper we can get up out this game
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Language: English

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