Freestyle Kingz - My Life lyrics

[Chalie Boy] I leave hoes confused, like a riddle or maze Treat n***as like cell phones, I make they signals fade My time is today I got tight rhymes, I rhyme for pay If my rapping fall off/ b**h I'ma grind today Who's to say, that tomorrow's promised to me I'ma wreck and make sho, that people pay homage to me I'm as bomb as can be, call me a-bomb-ible snowman Like Busta Rhymes, I'm a phenominal show man I'm bout to blow man, sho to wear my style n***as run up bumping, then they gon catch a f**ing pile Driver, n***a I'm flyer Innovative, thinking of sh** like I'm McGyver You live but I'm liver, and I'm gonna achieve my goal Get outta my way, or I'm knocking out obstacles I got's to go, nothing is impossible Invisible drug or not, b**h I'm unstoppable [Tite] Catch me, in that Bentley drop My flow's so hot, that when you play it your speakers pop I spit game call me pimp Tite, I got the golden glow You want some mo', well listen while this pimp write In the hood, n***as know that I'm thuggish Strapped up with Macks, cats know that I'm busting Tite squint, with that left eye Cause my aim is on, when my aim is on your brains is gone Damn, what happened to that boy He f**ed up, I put a clap into that boy Mama raised up a Nutt, so don't push me n***a I'm a G, I ain't no mo'f**ing p**y n***a I hit haters where it hurt, make 'em put on a skirt Treat 'em like a seed to plant, and put 'em in dirt I'm in the club, like 50 do it but don't push me to it Cause the Tite'll end plex, before you knew it Yeah, a dirty n***a out the South Executing these fake thugs, hushing they mouth I'me one hundred like a Benjamin, you better vest your crew Before these two, f** around and hit your men [Sir Coop] Now 1-2G-3, you motherf**er it's me C-double-O-P, will woop a n***a for free Lyrics steady getting hotter, like some July weather I'ma make the booth sweat, like it's covered in leather Now let's see, who's on the sh** list today Close your eyes and point Chalie, watch your boy Coop spray You don't like what I say, that sh**'s ok Your b**h a** prolly gave your girl, swanging my way Now get crunk with a playa, when you hear my flow I keep it real when I go, watch my fan base grow I use to rap about hoes, getting p**y with nothing Had to chill that sh** out, man I'm tired of f**ing Got a scheme, that's gon give this boy fame a boost Less time in the cooch, all day in the booth And I'ma keep spitting hits, so boy get use to k**a lyrics to bob your head, and f**ing get loose to (*talking*) Don't forget, check our sh** out In stores now, Big Tiger "Starting From Scratch" Wreckin Crew "All Freestyles" Chalie Boy & Tite "Underground Hitz" And the DJ Bull mix tapes, live and on the street Yeah hey, clean your voice and get ready to wreck this beat