Luniz - Live Yo Life Lyrics
*(yukmouth talking)*Hennessy! (hindu)Pass it!(ahhh)Its yo life.Its yo life.Its yo life.Ballin, hit the scene.Chorus *(luniz, dru down)*Get yo grind on man.(get yo grind on)Get yo scrilla on(the scrilla, scratch, paper)Verse 1 *(numskull)*I wont let it phase meThis the game mayneAn this is my domainMake a couple of bombShit this aint the sameNow ima send this repetensionIm supposed to have gsSo, all eyes is on meI see this rap shit aint brought me nathinBut a 50 couple of mo hoesAnd major playa hatinA nigga cant win for losinIm might be choosin the wrong thang to doBut Im hustlin the same thing as youNigga I came to the town alreadyThe town still takin, now I gotta deal wit yall ***** niggas hatin***** thatHit me if ya wannaMini 14 got ya greedy in the cornerWanna see me?You know where I hangWhere I used to slang caineAn got my first case for a thang-thangAbout keepin shit realThis it niggaGet yo mail onStay away from all this ***** shitI dont wanna kill nobody (nobody)But off the hookI guess broke niggas make the best crooks (like you)I got a questionSerious as theeWhys everybody always hatin on me?Chorus *(luniz, dru down)Get yo grind on man.(Im the pusha, pusha man.)Get yo scrilla on.(the scrilla, scratch, paper nigga.)Get yo pimp on man.(I keeps the pimpin fa real though.)Get yo scrilla on.(I need my money right now *****.)Verse 2 *(yukmouth)*West coastinPacific oceanNiggas in oaklandCut close to sellin dope an highSmokin until a nigga stop chokinGet broken offFor tryin to spit a razor blade outThen whip the gage outAn blow him rib cage outI got my fettiHit up casinos like joe pesciThe get away ridin a jet skitIm double 0-7, golden eyeGold mouth, golden fingaAss out while Im holdin ninaI remember when I used to sell dopeMakin 20 off a noteTask smash an grab a nigga by the throatBut I swallowed itAn you can spit it outWhen they split I be the first nigga that try to shit it outNow Im on some moRolexMoetX-oMo sex than the next hoeTote techs when we rollin (skee skirt)Its the creameryHit the scenerySo cleaneryOn chrome eighteens rollin the greenery.*(chorus)* 1xVerse 3 *(numskull)*I hate youAnd you hate meTo slang i-c-eBut I see meBubblin mo than theeTo be or not to be(thats the question)Like shakespeareYou inturrupt my struggle and I make fear.Verse 4 *(yukmouth)*Stayed on the west coastThe best coastStill yo ass full of guest coast*****es!Get yo neck chokedNiggas!Get yo chest smokedSame thing for nay fiendsThese nay fiendsHoe want bankinThankin they ***** ass cuz its stankin.Verse 5 *(numskull)*Im stankin like x-oStaggering my whole life through meIm headed to the west like fievelI know where Im supposed to be like compassNo matter where the ***** you fromYo ***** is bumpin this.Verse 6 *(yukmouth)*Nigga I got that a-1 yola or k!!Straight margerinNiggas be starvin in the droughtPuttin fo sale signs on they cars an houseYukmouth about that scrilla, scratcholaStackola on the up an upI cant be *****in up.*(chorus)* 1x*(dru downs outro)*Nigga get yo scrilla on nigga!(biatch!)Luniz and mutha *****in dru down, you know(eastside!!)Steady grindin.(the vill in this mutha *****a!)Yeah thats how we keep sellin these mutha *****in records you know.(biatch!)Keepin the scrilla, keep the pimpin up to, ah.. me!?
