Change My Life Lyrics
| Song | Change My Life |
| Artist | Trick Daddy |
| Album | www.thug.com |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Mark of Tre+6/Trick Daddy | |
| 作曲 : Mark of Tre+6/Trick Daddy | |
| hook | |
| Gotta change my life | |
| Lord knows I aint livin right | |
| Yall know i aint chillin right | |
| Smokin out everyday and night | |
| Gotta ease my mind | |
| Gotta find time to rewind | |
| Cause I'm fallin way behind | |
| Me and my dogs we known to ride | |
| Gotta watch my back | |
| Represent for the soldier | |
| Die couple years older | |
| Have boulders a lil soda | |
| Get rich with a motive | |
| Now shit done changed | |
| Niggaz gunnin in the rain | |
| On straight cocaine | |
| And it aint no thang | |
| Since the game in his arm | |
| Straight aim at his arm | |
| Gotta watch my back | |
| Gotta stack my flow | |
| Gotta pay my bills | |
| Leave bread in the will | |
| All to the old girl | |
| See yall hoes betta chill | |
| Now back to the game | |
| Lotsa niggaa been dying for this | |
| Done lost they lives to this | |
| Got me on this survival some type of AK rider | |
| Na I started with thug | |
| A thug with a heart | |
| Took a trip with some heart | |
| Had a dude he was scarred | |
| See his maom in the park | |
| Tears dried up | |
| Mom what's wrong (what's wrong) | |
| Your son's gone | |
| Is he ever comin back home | |
| She said you straight young nigga | |
| Take a look in tha mirror | |
| I was there when you was gone | |
| Now back to the streets | |
| Where young niggaz like me | |
| Gon do what we got to do | |
| You aint nuttin without ya crew | |
| Betta light in tha night and I'm thinkin bout you | |
| In the bedroom tied uo | |
| With ya mouthpiece wired up | |
| Just shaped on tha floor | |
| Had none of ya guns keep mutha****az fired up | |
| An see that's the truth | |
| I done told my nigga this street shit aint a game | |
| But it seem the same | |
| Young nigga get slanged | |
| For a lil bit a fame and cocaine | |
| Try to do thangs | |
| Just for the benzs and beamers and bithces | |
| Thinkin riches gon take care snitches | |
| And niggaz wit triggaz | |
| Niggaz betta watch they back | |
| Cuz the same time I'm tryin to speak to you and realease to you | |
| Some shit ya need | |
| Young nigga wit greed gon try to put the heat to you | |
| speed to you | |
| hook(x1) | |
| They callin in the gat | |
| In the dunge with a guy | |
| Ski mask and a vest | |
| Let his heart do the rest | |
| Thuggin, broke niggaz be the best | |
| Yes, and gon die if ya buck | |
| So get ****ed right up | |
| Come back if ya like | |
| Bring ya gat if ya like | |
| And get stacked if ya like | |
| On ya back if ya like | |
| All I neded was a chance | |
| A MAC-10 and a benz | |
| So I can clown with my friends | |
| Show the world I'm a man | |
| Then broke but those in the pen | |
| When I'm off in the club | |
| Much love for the thugs | |
| See hennessy in the clubs | |
| Got all these rabid ass, maggot hoes | |
| they love the thugs | |
| hook(x2) | |
| Now bout dem hoes | |
| Try to find them a man | |
| That can pay they bills | |
| And yes they can | |
| Weight 28 grams | |
| Take a tour of the land | |
| Aint got no plan | |
| They'll wait for a thug | |
| Go give em a hug | |
| Show em how to be loved | |
| Then suck em up | |
| Straight ****in em up | |
| Then get in his benz | |
| Get with all his friends | |
| Take all his ends | |
| Then send him to the pen | |
| Then do it all again | |
| Amen | |
| But lord forgive em | |
| Have mercy on they're souls | |
| For livin like hoes | |
| And say a lil prayer for me and my life | |
| Cuz I aint livin right you know I | |
| hook(till fade) |
| zuo ci : Mark of Tre 6 Trick Daddy | |
| zuo qu : Mark of Tre 6 Trick Daddy | |
| hook | |
| Gotta change my life | |
| Lord knows I aint livin right | |
| Yall know i aint chillin right | |
| Smokin out everyday and night | |
| Gotta ease my mind | |
| Gotta find time to rewind | |
| Cause I' m fallin way behind | |
| Me and my dogs we known to ride | |
| Gotta watch my back | |
| Represent for the soldier | |
| Die couple years older | |
| Have boulders a lil soda | |
| Get rich with a motive | |
| Now shit done changed | |
| Niggaz gunnin in the rain | |
| On straight cocaine | |
| And it aint no thang | |
| Since the game in his arm | |
| Straight aim at his arm | |
| Gotta watch my back | |
| Gotta stack my flow | |
| Gotta pay my bills | |
| Leave bread in the will | |
| All to the old girl | |
| See yall hoes betta chill | |
| Now back to the game | |
| Lotsa niggaa been dying for this | |
| Done lost they lives to this | |
| Got me on this survival some type of AK rider | |
| Na I started with thug | |
| A thug with a heart | |
| Took a trip with some heart | |
| Had a dude he was scarred | |
| See his maom in the park | |
| Tears dried up | |
| Mom what' s wrong what' s wrong | |
| Your son' s gone | |
| Is he ever comin back home | |
| She said you straight young nigga | |
| Take a look in tha mirror | |
| I was there when you was gone | |
| Now back to the streets | |
| Where young niggaz like me | |
| Gon do what we got to do | |
| You aint nuttin without ya crew | |
| Betta light in tha night and I' m thinkin bout you | |
| In the bedroom tied uo | |
| With ya mouthpiece wired up | |
| Just shaped on tha floor | |
| Had none of ya guns keep mutha az fired up | |
| An see that' s the truth | |
| I done told my nigga this street shit aint a game | |
| But it seem the same | |
| Young nigga get slanged | |
| For a lil bit a fame and cocaine | |
| Try to do thangs | |
| Just for the benzs and beamers and bithces | |
| Thinkin riches gon take care snitches | |
| And niggaz wit triggaz | |
| Niggaz betta watch they back | |
| Cuz the same time I' m tryin to speak to you and realease to you | |
| Some shit ya need | |
| Young nigga wit greed gon try to put the heat to you | |
| speed to you | |
| hook x1 | |
| They callin in the gat | |
| In the dunge with a guy | |
| Ski mask and a vest | |
| Let his heart do the rest | |
| Thuggin, broke niggaz be the best | |
| Yes, and gon die if ya buck | |
| So get ed right up | |
| Come back if ya like | |
| Bring ya gat if ya like | |
| And get stacked if ya like | |
| On ya back if ya like | |
| All I neded was a chance | |
| A MAC10 and a benz | |
| So I can clown with my friends | |
| Show the world I' m a man | |
| Then broke but those in the pen | |
| When I' m off in the club | |
| Much love for the thugs | |
| See hennessy in the clubs | |
| Got all these rabid ass, maggot hoes | |
| they love the thugs | |
| hook x2 | |
| Now bout dem hoes | |
| Try to find them a man | |
| That can pay they bills | |
| And yes they can | |
| Weight 28 grams | |
| Take a tour of the land | |
| Aint got no plan | |
| They' ll wait for a thug | |
| Go give em a hug | |
| Show em how to be loved | |
| Then suck em up | |
| Straight in em up | |
| Then get in his benz | |
| Get with all his friends | |
| Take all his ends | |
| Then send him to the pen | |
| Then do it all again | |
| Amen | |
| But lord forgive em | |
| Have mercy on they' re souls | |
| For livin like hoes | |
| And say a lil prayer for me and my life | |
| Cuz I aint livin right you know I | |
| hook till fade |
| zuò cí : Mark of Tre 6 Trick Daddy | |
| zuò qǔ : Mark of Tre 6 Trick Daddy | |
| hook | |
| Gotta change my life | |
| Lord knows I aint livin right | |
| Yall know i aint chillin right | |
| Smokin out everyday and night | |
| Gotta ease my mind | |
| Gotta find time to rewind | |
| Cause I' m fallin way behind | |
| Me and my dogs we known to ride | |
| Gotta watch my back | |
| Represent for the soldier | |
| Die couple years older | |
| Have boulders a lil soda | |
| Get rich with a motive | |
| Now shit done changed | |
| Niggaz gunnin in the rain | |
| On straight cocaine | |
| And it aint no thang | |
| Since the game in his arm | |
| Straight aim at his arm | |
| Gotta watch my back | |
| Gotta stack my flow | |
| Gotta pay my bills | |
| Leave bread in the will | |
| All to the old girl | |
| See yall hoes betta chill | |
| Now back to the game | |
| Lotsa niggaa been dying for this | |
| Done lost they lives to this | |
| Got me on this survival some type of AK rider | |
| Na I started with thug | |
| A thug with a heart | |
| Took a trip with some heart | |
| Had a dude he was scarred | |
| See his maom in the park | |
| Tears dried up | |
| Mom what' s wrong what' s wrong | |
| Your son' s gone | |
| Is he ever comin back home | |
| She said you straight young nigga | |
| Take a look in tha mirror | |
| I was there when you was gone | |
| Now back to the streets | |
| Where young niggaz like me | |
| Gon do what we got to do | |
| You aint nuttin without ya crew | |
| Betta light in tha night and I' m thinkin bout you | |
| In the bedroom tied uo | |
| With ya mouthpiece wired up | |
| Just shaped on tha floor | |
| Had none of ya guns keep mutha az fired up | |
| An see that' s the truth | |
| I done told my nigga this street shit aint a game | |
| But it seem the same | |
| Young nigga get slanged | |
| For a lil bit a fame and cocaine | |
| Try to do thangs | |
| Just for the benzs and beamers and bithces | |
| Thinkin riches gon take care snitches | |
| And niggaz wit triggaz | |
| Niggaz betta watch they back | |
| Cuz the same time I' m tryin to speak to you and realease to you | |
| Some shit ya need | |
| Young nigga wit greed gon try to put the heat to you | |
| speed to you | |
| hook x1 | |
| They callin in the gat | |
| In the dunge with a guy | |
| Ski mask and a vest | |
| Let his heart do the rest | |
| Thuggin, broke niggaz be the best | |
| Yes, and gon die if ya buck | |
| So get ed right up | |
| Come back if ya like | |
| Bring ya gat if ya like | |
| And get stacked if ya like | |
| On ya back if ya like | |
| All I neded was a chance | |
| A MAC10 and a benz | |
| So I can clown with my friends | |
| Show the world I' m a man | |
| Then broke but those in the pen | |
| When I' m off in the club | |
| Much love for the thugs | |
| See hennessy in the clubs | |
| Got all these rabid ass, maggot hoes | |
| they love the thugs | |
| hook x2 | |
| Now bout dem hoes | |
| Try to find them a man | |
| That can pay they bills | |
| And yes they can | |
| Weight 28 grams | |
| Take a tour of the land | |
| Aint got no plan | |
| They' ll wait for a thug | |
| Go give em a hug | |
| Show em how to be loved | |
| Then suck em up | |
| Straight in em up | |
| Then get in his benz | |
| Get with all his friends | |
| Take all his ends | |
| Then send him to the pen | |
| Then do it all again | |
| Amen | |
| But lord forgive em | |
| Have mercy on they' re souls | |
| For livin like hoes | |
| And say a lil prayer for me and my life | |
| Cuz I aint livin right you know I | |
| hook till fade |
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