My Life (Remix)

Lyrics

[Intro: G-Wise + Kool G Rap] G Rap, C-N-N, baby My life, nigga [Chorus: G-Wise] All of my life I live I'll be thuggin' with youuu Thug it out, baby, thug it out, baby Won't stop 'til I die for this I'll be keepin' it truuee Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 1: Capone] I speak on phones in codes, my shit stay tapped like Gregory Hines Wild since '79 I'm federal time, still an enemy of the state They had to beat the murder case back in '88 (tell 'em bout it) Judge Hartford gave fifteen to Q-Gods Started riots in the jungle like the Rodney King charges In L.A., what up esse? (whaddup) I spray tre' pounds (yeahhhh) To nueve, I'm loco, nigga (loco) I'm the one that made attempts on the po-po bigger I put crazy work in, (that's right) fuck who criticize my verses I only rap, 'cause the streets is sour The money is good, and I couldn't find cheaper powder I could get on some bullshit, (on some bullshit) y'all niggas understand me? I keep heat like Miami, fry for family (what? fry for family) Whether taboo or 'fanity, I curse the game Menace to Society like O-Dog and Kane (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) [Chorus: G-Wise] All of my life I live I'll be thuggin' with youuu Thug it out, baby, thug it out, baby Won't stop 'til I die for this I'll be keepin' it truuee (Yeah, yeah) All of my life I live I'll be thuggin' with youuu Thug it out, baby, thug it out, baby Won't stop 'til I die for this I'll be keepin' it truuee Yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 2: N.O.R.E.] Yo, yo... It's mafia ties, rules, never fuck each other's wives Niggas is real stupid and they think like chicks They was dealing with ounce money 'til I bought the bricks I done walked through the valley in the shadow of death (yeahhhh) And smoked cigarettes, constant, step for step (oh yeah) Island style, four-bill and mop your neck I got the bandana, see, it's embedded to be I'm like Santana from American Me They call me D.A.N. – Dead Arm Nore (D.A.N. - Dead Arm Noreeeee) And I got guns, y'all ain't got nothin for me Fuck the po-po, 'cause niggas don't leave no prints (prints) Niggas gave me a brick, and ain't seen me since (yeahhhh) Now I'm out the game like Kane and them And now niggas want beef, I ain't blamin them I got guns that stretch south, MACs and TECs out I bigged up, copped the five, fuck a six, what!? (ohhhh oh oh) [Chorus: G-Wise] All of my life I live I'll be thuggin' with youuu Thug it out, baby, thug it out, baby Won't stop 'til I die for this I'll be keepin' it truuee (Yeah, yeah) All of my life I live I'll be thuggin' with youuu Thug it out, baby, thug it out, baby Won't stop 'til I die for this I'll be keepin' it truuee Yeah, yeah, yeah [Kool G. Rap] All of my life, uh-huh, uh-huh... Nigga into warm mansion rooms, wall to wall with handsome goons Half-naked bitches dancin' to tunes (uh-huh) Marble floor to the terrace, nigga, glance at the moon Play the jacuzzi 'til your hands get blue Rugs tight, bright as the white sands of Cancun (yeahhhh) Skylights up in the ceilings for the plants to bloom Nigga, we crop grams in dunes, Cuban cigar brand of grandest fumes Prison niggas that ran balloons Shut down shop from Jan. to June, and still cop land in the boons Fuck women in tanning rooms Every last fingernail on their hand groomed; self-built, duke Down to the mink pelts, gator belts and silk suit If I can't stack, a nigga cap get peeled loose Word to them cats that died on the street, it's spilled juice So where the Don be? (Right here) In the calm breeze in the palm trees Bomb G under the armpiece (yeahhhh) Livin' in harmony, coke farm pharmacy Bulletproof armory, school of the hard knock honoree Washin' the jackpot like laundry Fuckin' don of the year nominee, honestly (All of my...) [G-Wise * vocoder - two voices at once] Life, we spend, someone - know someone We spend, (yeah) we spend... And what about - where you come from (where you come from, where you) What about - You will get up on-on... My life, my life, my life [Chorus: G-Wise] All of my life I live I'll be thuggin' with youuu Thug it out, baby, thug it out, baby Won't stop 'til I die for this I'll be keepin' it truuee (Yeah, yeah) All of my life I live I'll be thuggin' with youuu Thug it out, baby, thug it out, baby Won't stop 'til I die for this I'll be keepin' it truuee Yeah, yeah, yeah [Kool G. Rap] What.. uh...uh-huh Yeah, thug shit, Queens clicks