Yo’ Life lyrics

[Chorus: Nawfside Outlaw & Spice 1]
I don't think you really want it with my n*gga Spice
(Du,  du, du, du, duu, du, du, duuu)
It's  like you playin' with yo' life (Laa-e-ife, Laa-e-i-i-ife)
Hope you don't think we bullsh*ttin' 'cause we don't f*ck around
When we be hittin' them corners, them haters be duckin' down (Du, du, du, du, duu, du, du, duuu)
It's  like you playin' with yo' life (Laa-e-ife, Laa-e-i-i-ife)

[Verse 1 : Spice 1]
Comin'  out of Hayward, California, a city you never heard of
Two minutes from east Oakland, where we see too many murders
As  a youngster watchin' the police roll by
Any n*ggas bullsh*ttin' in these streets is gon' die
'Cause if you don't pay attention to what's really goin' on
You subject to get caught up, n*gga you ain't goin' home
You  don't wanna be a victim (Nah, you don't wanna be a victim, nah, hell nah)
So peep sh*t, play dumb, fall back and move different
I was built for this sh*t, and I done conquered all my demons
Been broke, paid and lied to, b*tch and even cheated
Taken advantage of, hungry with no food in my belly
Or full from eatin' lobster, shrimps, steak and spaghetti (Blaow!)

[Chorus: Nawfside Outlaw & Spice 1]
I don't think you really want it with my n*gga Spice
(Du, du, du, du, du, du, du, duuu)
It's like you playin' with yo' life (Laa-e-ife, Laa-e-i-i-ife)
Hope you don't think we bullsh*ttin' 'cause we don't f*ck around
When we be hittin' them corners, them haters be duckin' down
(Du, du, du, du, duu, du, du, duuu)
It's like you playin' with yo' life (Laa-e-ife, Laa-e-i-i-ife)
[Verse 2: Spice 1]
Ol' weird-ass n*ggas, you know who the f*ck you is
You don't wanna catch this fade, and you steady keep duckin', b*tch (Hahaha, sucka n*gga)
You's a sucka, and I tried to help your b*tch-ass
But you keep on doin' sh*t that's makin' a mothaf*cka flash
Callin' it gangsta rap, but the gangsta in me comin' for the wrap
Got a mothaf*cka ready to find your ass and put you on your back, b*tch! (Haha)
I'm tired of these f*ckin' weirdos
The type of n*ggas that be gettin lap dances from bearded ho's (Hahaha)
I don't know what this world is comin' to
But, n*gga, I'm about to get money, that's what I'm gonna do
You ain't gon' believe you got Spice 1 in front of you
Ready to beat yo' ass like you stole my weed (Ohh yeaaah)
And my money too, b*tch!

[Chorus: Nawfside Outlaw & Spice 1]
I don't think you really want it with my n*gga Spice
(Du, du, du, du, du, du, du, duuu)
It's like you playin' with yo' life (Laa-e-ife, Laa-e-i-i-ife)
Hope you don't think we bullsh*ttin' 'cause we don't f*ck around
When we be hittin' them corners, them haters be duckin' down
(Du, du, du, du, duu, du, du, duuu)
It's like you playin' with yo' life (Laa-e-ife, Laa-e-i-i-ife)

[Verse 3: Spice 1]
H-Hater ass n*ggas drag my name through the mud
And every time I fi-u-find myself pickin' it back up
Wash it off, but that's why I'm a self-made n*gga though
Came a long way and got a long way to go (Blaow!)
See that's the difference between us
I don't give a f*ck and it show up in my demeanor
B-uh-B-Barnum and Bailey Circus so late you's a clown
The difference between us, you's a nickel sack to my pound
You that low-berry quiet, I'm the mothaf*ckin' loud
I'm the n*gga on the stage, you's a hater in the crowd
While the real n*ggas and b*tches be out there representin'
You on some hater sh*t, out there with them b*tches who simpin' (Wow)
[Chorus: Nawfside Outlaw & Spice 1]
I don't think you really want it with my n*gga Spice
(Du, du, du, du, du, du, du, duuu)
It's like you playin' with yo' life (Laa-e-ife, Laa-e-i-i-ife)
Hope you don't think we bullsh*ttin' 'cause we don't f*ck around
When we be hittin' them corners, them haters be duckin' down
(Du, du, du, du, duu, du, du, duuu)
It's like you playin' with yo' life (Laa-e-ife, Laa-e-i-i-ife)