[ 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 y'all 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 any nigga that try to step   Fools trip imma show 'em   Who's fast from the hip   Clap you once cause g's leave no   Witnesses clap twice out the door   Slow with the creep while the neighbour's asleep   Still music to drive-by and I'm n2 deep   Come on      [ chorus ]   My life , my life , my life   With the tech 9 , come on   My life , my life , my life   Fuck one-time   Gyeah   I said my life , my life , my life   In the cpt   I said my life , my life , my life   Hoo-bangin gangstas   Check it out      [ verse 3 ]   In the 6-6-6 5-0 trey or deuce   Real g's draggin it low with much juice (gyeah)   Loose lips sink ships is what I was told   While my bankroll fold   I'm leavin your body cold   Down the role-road since the b.g.   The o.g.'s had me actin crazy   Like fightin and blastin cause life ain't funny   Young niggas strugglin best get your money   Creep up in the late night   Keep your grip tight lay low outta site   And watch the porch light   Cause I ain't got nuttin to lose   And I ain't nuttin when I'm dumpin   Ya'll catchin the blues   I needs the money and the cola baby   Don't make me react pulls out the strap   And then clap hoo-bangin to the fullest   In compton is where we're dwellin   In the west where we're yellin   While the yea keeps sellin (westsiiide)   Come on      [ chorus ]   I said my life , my life , my life   With the tech 9   And that's how we representin   To the fullest   With the real cpt g's   To the i-n-g   All the way up to south central   To all my hoo-bangin gangstas in the house   Gyeah , that's how we're doin it   To the west   All day , we don't play   Gyeah , come on   I said my life , my life , my life   With the tech 9 , come on   I said my life , my life , my life   Fuck one-time   Gyeah