C-Murder
C-Murder - My Life songtekst
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My life... [C-Murder:] My block my spot, my stop stay hot My truck stay dropped, my weight stay locked My city my hoes, my friends my foes Everybody knows, keep it real or get John Doe'd My hair stay nappy, stay bush stay twist My attitude is shitty, my hands stay fist My house stay searched, my cars stay getting stopped Haters they hate, they wanna see me in a box But my bulletproof vests, they protecting my chest Life ain't nothing but a test, it's a big ol' mess My money stay getting bigger, even when I'm in jail My name C lil' daddy, that mean you better chill [Hook: x2] My life...my life...my life My life ain't right, so I'ma fight all night My life...my life...my life This be the truest shit I ever said, feel me [C-Murder:] My dog my ace, boy wanna take my place My nigga turned sour, when I went upstate Use to be my homie, till I caught this case Now I wanna slap the taste, I can't wait My stash my connect, my ends my Benz My God, please forgive me for all my sins My hood my crew, we do what G's do Best believe I'ma ride for TRU, that's my crew Started small time, dope game dope mayn cocaine This is not a joke mayn, this my flow mayn This be the truest shit, I ever said This my life, behind this I might wind up dead [Hook x2] [C-Murder:] My moves stay calculated, my eyes is wide open I'm scoping while these niggaz hoping, I'm slipping while they scoping The streets is treacherous, elements is trying to test us We take pills make it easy, to respect us Project buildings drug sellers, and bank tellers I'm getting letters, from all these hunts and golder fellas My mission is simple, my music shine even when I'm gone My life my debt, my last breath every day along [Hook:] My life...my life...my life My life ain't the same, it shows My life...my life...my life They got me knocking on heaven's do's My life...my life...my life This be, the truest shit I ever said My life...my life...my life A nigga might wind up dead [talking:] My life my struggle, my pain I make moves, the way I make moves Choose (it's real), street shit No love, (no love at all) Huh 2005, stay alive don't die how we ride