5th Ward Boyz - Your Life lyrics

[Verse 1] Who in the f** is bussin' caps up out them bushes (damn!) Got a n***a running and ducking thinking who the f** could this be trying to k** me Diving on the ground reaching for my hip strap with a 45 Glock and a extra clip The first bullet that they shot should've hit me But they f**ed around and let that motherf**a miss me See the first thang came to mind was to retaliate Started bussin' caps up in them bushes with out hesitatin' Then I duck down the shots disease but I was laying low After busting 9 shots I still had 8 more Looking for my enemy I dash to another spot Sitting up in a deep sweat Thinking "did I k** this motherf**er yet?" Cause if I didn't then it was still on Saying to me self "my hood's gon' be the next tombstone" Fire three more shots I heard him (ahh) I think i got him It's time for the Grim Reaper to come and snatch his body I creeped around the back way, he sittin' in a pool of blood Throwing up my set, he shouldn't f**ed with this ghetto thug Flipped him on his back I dropped my gat and started yelling Dashin through them muddy trails fool I was belling When I seen his face lord forbid it had frighten me The n***a that I shot up looked exactly like me Paranoid and nervous I woke up, everybody's laughing Gasping for some air because I'm choking and embarra**ed Syrup in my left hand swishas I was dealing Come to find out that weed had a n***a trippin' [Hook] Your life is what you owe me Cause a b**h is what you show me [Verse 2] I can hear and feel the dirt falling on my casket taking drastic measures Caught up in this madness this gangsta sh** Got a n***a stressing everyday High until I die Tripping off this motherf**in' hell of fri I'm screamin nobody to hear me call Hell is right beneath my feet and I can see my downfall Imagine living your life on a chrome plated triple beam The world is trying to k** you then I wishin' for some shattered dreams f** I'm in this game my life, I'm ballin' and thuggin' till the end Motherf** some friends cause I'm all about my ends Everybody and their mama's out to get me, I ain't trippin though Down from the quick give caps to the player haters and stank hoes Jealous? Yeah I want to k** him and shoot him He's a b**h made n***a in my book I'd like to executed him and k** him dead I'm sick of running from the feds These player hating n***as and b**hes going to feel that led When I hit 'em with that first spread [Hook x4] [Verse 3] Picture me at my funeral I can hear the Reverend preaching "may he rest in peace" Feeling no more pain no more grief See I'm going to k** you first before you k** me One of the rules in this game is don't turn your back on that enemy When I catch you slippin' in the in the middle of the night get your gat and get him ghost Got that a** in focus, finna cause another comatose Coward a** n***a feeling like your sh** on swole I can fix it to where your whole body turns cold Buster motherf**a better be acting like you know me So far, b**h is what you show me When I phone up, run home and get your homies But see, I ain't scared of none n***a though Let my nuts swing low Sweet cherry and I have to carry that 12 gauge Mosberg spitting out them bukshots Buck 'em down them blood clots f**in around with E-Rocc b**h made n***a better stay up out my grill Cause I'm built to k** Running with my steel Your life is what you owe me [Hook x5]