CB - My Life lyrics
[CB - My Life lyrics]
GSF
Let me tell you 'bout my life
I don't spit no lies
Really in the field puttin' skengs in rides
Come a long way from using kitchen knives
Now we step with waps when we go them sides
Knife straight bodies, broad day bootings
These opps still losing
The papers can prove it
Probably saw you nigga on
The news looking stupid
And if it weren't us, it was my CG shooters
Beef gets cookin', G's staying juggin'
Say they're on me but
They ain't been lookin'
I ain't hard to find, I'm on the Gaza 7th
Just passed that shellings
Get him bun and won't regret it
These girls on my dick like
This thing on my hip
Spend a day with the kid
I'll have you holdin' my stick
War with us, you must be smokin' dubs
And I made man run when I called his bluff
Best come correct or it's smokey settings
The driver ducked, so we bored his bredrin
Anywhere it goes, man knows that's shellings
And I ain't gotta talk
Man knows that I'll kweff him
Fuck with the gang, man's loading weapons
Now we gotta step and teach them lessons
Man already know, don't war with the 7th
When you talk 'bout drills
It's us they mention
Corn still bussin', G's stay thuggin'
Everybody shootin' but I'm
Tryna drop suttin'
Everybody's talkin' but they
Ain't on nuttin'
Let me see 'em, I'ma bun him
Wood Gaza from a youngen talk on my name
Get smoked and it's been shown
Corn gets crashed and they dash
Like they ain't involved
Niggas get bagged and ain't
Stickin' to the code
If my bro's on that yute
Then that yute's gotta go
Need more bands cah these waps ain't free
But we got this Jeep to go slap these neeks
Beef is beef, music's music
They're ridin' on the beat but
Ain't ridin' on the streets
Killers in the booth but real life
We know the truth free my killer Crookes
He'll be back real soon
Free my nigga Shortz
He was swervin' on the opp block
And free my nigga H
He got twelve for that dot dot
Best come correct or it's smokey settings
The driver ducked, so we bored his bredrin
Anywhere it goes, man knows that's shellings
And I ain't gotta talk
Man knows that I'll kweff him
Fuck with the gang, man's loading weapons
Now we gotta step and teach them lessons
Man already know, don't war with the 7th
When you talk 'bout drills
It's us they mention
Best come correct or it's smokey settings
The driver ducked, so we bored his bredrin
Anywhere it goes, man knows that's shellings
And I ain't gotta talk
Man knows that I'll kweff him
Fuck with the gang, man's loading weapons
Now we gotta step and teach them lessons
Man already know, don't war with the 7th
When you talk 'bout drills
It's us they mention
Let me tell you 'bout my life
I don't spit no lies
Really in the field puttin' skengs in rides
Come a long way from using kitchen knives
Now we step with waps when we go them sides
Knife straight bodies, broad day bootings
These opps still losing
The papers can prove it
Probably saw you nigga on
The news looking stupid
And if it weren't us, it was my CG shooters
Beef gets cookin', G's staying juggin'
Say they're on me but
They ain't been lookin'
I ain't hard to find, I'm on the Gaza 7th
Just passed that shellings
Get him bun and won't regret it
These girls on my dick like
This thing on my hip
Spend a day with the kid
I'll have you holdin' my stick
War with us, you must be smokin' dubs
And I made man run when I called his bluff
Best come correct or it's smokey settings
The driver ducked, so we bored his bredrin
Anywhere it goes, man knows that's shellings
And I ain't gotta talk
Man knows that I'll kweff him
Fuck with the gang, man's loading weapons
Now we gotta step and teach them lessons
Man already know, don't war with the 7th
When you talk 'bout drills
It's us they mention
Corn still bussin', G's stay thuggin'
Everybody shootin' but I'm
Tryna drop suttin'
Everybody's talkin' but they
Ain't on nuttin'
Let me see 'em, I'ma bun him
Wood Gaza from a youngen talk on my name
Get smoked and it's been shown
Corn gets crashed and they dash
Like they ain't involved
Niggas get bagged and ain't
Stickin' to the code
If my bro's on that yute
Then that yute's gotta go
Need more bands cah these waps ain't free
But we got this Jeep to go slap these neeks
Beef is beef, music's music
They're ridin' on the beat but
Ain't ridin' on the streets
Killers in the booth but real life
We know the truth free my killer Crookes
He'll be back real soon
Free my nigga Shortz
He was swervin' on the opp block
And free my nigga H
He got twelve for that dot dot
Best come correct or it's smokey settings
The driver ducked, so we bored his bredrin
Anywhere it goes, man knows that's shellings
And I ain't gotta talk
Man knows that I'll kweff him
Fuck with the gang, man's loading weapons
Now we gotta step and teach them lessons
Man already know, don't war with the 7th
When you talk 'bout drills
It's us they mention
Best come correct or it's smokey settings
The driver ducked, so we bored his bredrin
Anywhere it goes, man knows that's shellings
And I ain't gotta talk
Man knows that I'll kweff him
Fuck with the gang, man's loading weapons
Now we gotta step and teach them lessons
Man already know, don't war with the 7th
When you talk 'bout drills
It's us they mention