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Streetlife - текст песни



Streetlife


*Chorus* Tekitha





Street life, is the only life I know


Street life, where we got no place to go


Street life, where the struggle won't let you be


Street life, where the drugs and thugs meet





Verse 1:





Yo, I bust shots out glocks wid kids that push rocks


Hol' glocks run in spots wid G's like Fort Knox


Rhyme excellent kill 'em wid intelligence


Get money like embezzlement, worrying as the president


LA the Dark coming, inheriting nature, Islamic


Stay loyal to my clan like Elijah Mohammed


That's a promise, creating them secrets be like amazing


Everytime I touch the track I swing my axe and stake it


Speed racing through life world classLA let the tech splashMy lyrics hard as brass


Show 'em all-star, check me in the Source y'all


'98 Ford car purchased near Fort Bar


Damn I'm aways sharp man, accurate, sharp-shooter, marksman


Running through New York air painted like Al Sharpton


And sing, my guns be black and shallow ringed


Computerised thugs dropping checks in the bank


And then....





Chorus





Verse 2:





Yo, yo, yo


You on my dick


My life is like a James Bond flick


Mad bitches, mad bullets but I never get hit


Yo, from herpes to trees, Tv's and MTv's


Niggas in jail for life the strongest hurt to leave


>From bloods at night in Kings, to bounce back to Queens


Drugs and dope fiends scream over the limosine


Pop the 2 fort kings sucking dick on porno screens


Vaginas some clean wid terrible hygiene


To survive on my block G is devils at halloween


The young son got guns wid 50 shot magasine


And digital web beams


Getting drunk off gasoline


Robbing niggas marked, die for this cane in this dream


In this.....





Chorus


Verse 3:





Yo,yo,yo


I'm unstoppableRainbow garment stay tropical


Jewels stay rockable


Crystal clear optical


My niggas got bodiesGet watched like John Gotti in a mansionWid a monk learning Wu-Tang karate


It's unfortunate niggas can't afford this


My 20 blew chords here


I hate eating sword fishSurrounded by 20 men cold-blooded at the amphibian


In the Benz puffing tree shit from the Caribbean


And sparking it....





Chorus



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