[ INTRO ]

Gyeah

We're on this smooth shit

Takin you back to the old school (westside)

Gyeah

Hoo-Bangin in the house

And right about now

We got the real CPT G's up in here

Mc Eiht , Boom Bam , CMW representin to the fullest

Hoo-Bangin to the fullest

Gyeah



[ VERSE 1 ]

I once heard don't forget

Where you came from , son

And if you're bailin thru Compton

You better bring a gun

Cops tryin to set off spots and raid niggas

Just cause we some fuckin paid niggas

Zags and crack that I used to sell

To the swap meet to get my gear and straight bail

What 'll it be to they lost my loot

So 5-O wants all a blue khaki suit

Shoot if ya'll come down the block, static

Dash like a rabbit barely escapin the automatic

Tragic is the scene that's left

Bringin the pain like Meth(od Man)

The yellow tape means death (boyaa)

Steps the fuck off or meet your maker

The Tech 9 will take ya be the back-breaker

Out for cash flow the way I was part of

Keep your hood tight nigga don't get caught up

Yeah



[ CHORUS ]

My life , my life , my life

With the Tech 9 , come on

I said my life , my life , my life

Check it out



[ VERSE 2 ]

I've been in the street game since '86

With Mc's on gold D'z takin gangsta flix

Screamin : fuck your clitch

Bitch you best not trick

Hoo-Bangin these full straps came with clips

6 shots is all you get (ping , ping)

You better put in work

Or scurb or get covered with damn dirt

My mission is the ride for the west

And make cash and pick of enemies

Tryin to trespass , for sho'

I ain't no joke but it ain't the blunt

I light it's the fuckin gun THAT smoke (boom ,boom)

Provoke