J Parker - My Life lyrics

[Hook] Ride around with my pipe Got n***as that'll take yo life I'm a young n***a and got all the n***as That'll run up on you and take they toys I'm going out with my pipe These n***as, they want my life My life, my life, these n***as they want my life I'm riding around with my pipe Got n***as that'll take yo life I'm a young n***a but got all the n***as That'll run up on you and take they toys I'm going out with my pipe These n***as they want my life My life, my life, these n***as they want my life [Verse 1] Riding around with my pipe Got n***as that'll take yo life I'm a young n***a and I'm from Lebanon Get hit 11 times, my shooters got stories These n***as they want my life I'm shouting hard with all this ice First shoot then dunk think twice n***as catch a bullet like Jay Rice Have a shootout with my pipe Run to the money come, Ray Rice Serve fiends in the kitchen, all night In the new Benz Coupe, all white Of the gun that I'm shooting all night Presidents in my pocket, all white In the club and I'm stunting all night In the club throwing dubs all night Run up on me better think twice Got shooters, that blowing, they might Them shooters, they blowing on sight Hopping out all black with the pipe These n***as, they want my life These n***as can die tonight These n***as ain't bout that life These n***as ain't bout that life Les get it! [Hook] [Verse 2] In the hood on the block all night Ain't nobody gonna take my life Cus I'll never [?] tryna take my life Ride ain't buckle with no lice 40 hoe, twin 3, no might Ride through the hood in a beam with a benz, n***a extended inch tucking in all night Got weed, got lean, got white Any trap, at the corner to the right What you need, my trap got white And the workers in there all night Sold the fiends, coming back every night These haters, they want my life p**y I get you wet for a stack, ain't no coming back n***a thats the end of your life I be tugged with the bands all night Get left if ya can't get right MY shooters gon' play all night My shooters gon' blow all night All this money on me, I got bands Call up [?] my mans Get the word from the [?] shooters gon' leave ya where ya stand [Hook]