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my life - jim jones lyrics

[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 -ss
searchin for the ratchets
im stepping on the gas while im swerving through the traffic
watching the sun rise, twisting up the gr-ss
money on my mind, got me thinking bout the cash
cuz i heard they plottin war
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
know 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 off in the gallardo
the life styles of the thugs
young rich and famous
give a f-ck 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

[chorus:]
i’m 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
i’m 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 ain’t sleep about a week
my 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 faded off the reefer
liquor, no chaser, sh-t is gettin major
f-cking with the guns gotch ya n-gga all cased up
its for the thrill so we do it for the love of it
like oh what a feeling mother f-cker when we thuggin it
one for mob, true to stay free
free to cop a ride, hundred thousand on the v
wildin in the whip, lets talk politics
they say n-ggas from new york is all about a 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
i’m trying to make a million while im dodging from police
mother f-cker do you feel me

[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 lames
just griding for all the paper we can get up out this game

- my life lyrics

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