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my life - mpa wicced lyrics

[intro: mpa wicced & dj scream]
lace your boots n*gga
10*17 bricksqaud
all the way to the top
hood rich*hood rich
runnin’ around the mother f*ckin’ lobby
dj scream!

[chorus: mpa wicced]
well, welcome to my life*
where we pack pistols, serve work
and steal pun’, all night
welcome to my life*
where we ride on our ‘heavy beast’
you might not make it back tonight
now, welcome to my life*
where we serve j’s and live twice
they say, “it ain’t right”…
well, welcome to my life*
where you bark, you better be careful
the gun got body… and them b*tches hot, like pepper

[verse 1: peewee longway]
whoever welcome to my life, get sh*t back; longway
thought he was cool? and finesse you the next day
“d*mn, he a cruel, young individual”
i’m ’bout my benjamin, lil’ n*gga
you’ll come up missin’
mid’ park, where he at…
couple thousand, has him burnt
“d*mn, he flexin’… in a convert ‘vert”
“is that, that fool? right there on a t*shirt?”
that’s what i mean, when i say, “i’ll have you hurt”
this my life; poppin’ molly and vampin’
countin’ up thousands, while yo’ b*tch there, glancin’
i see her lookin’; through my jimmy choo’s glasses
she find my lifestyle attractive
[chorus: mpa wicced]
well, welcome to my life*
where we pack pistols, serve work
and steal pun’, all night
welcome to my life*
where we ride on our ‘heavy beast’
you might not make it back tonight
now, welcome to my life*
where we serve j’s and live twice
they say, “it ain’t right”…
well, welcome to my life*
where you bark, you better be careful
the gun got body… and them b*tches hot, like pepper

[verse 2: peewee longway]
my life is, 2 cups and po’ed up
n*ggas talkin’ ’bout, “roll up; no hold up”
that point*5 sh*t, you can pass it to her
i stuff crust, stuff crust; roll my own blunt
and i like girls, with medium sized b*tts
let her l!ck the molly and she turnin’ a whole sl*t
a 1000 bags of ‘gas’, comin’ in and ain’t lettin’ up
i know you n*ggas plottin’; tryna rob me and set me up
*about this profit, ‘dem*boys*in*da*hood’ gon’ find a body
another victim spotted, m.p.a n*ggas rockin’
doin’ the dash in the ‘rari; f*ck the state trooper, clockin’
it’s my life and how i’m rockin’
[chorus: mpa wicced]
well, welcome to my life*
where we pack pistols, serve work
and steal pun’, all night
welcome to my life*
where we ride on our ‘heavy beast’
you might not make it back tonight
now, welcome to my life*
where we serve j’s and live twice
they say, “it ain’t right”…
well, welcome to my life*
where you bark, you better be careful
the gun got body… and them b*tches hot, like pepper

- mpa wicced lyrics

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