2pac - Street Life lyrics

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2pac - Street Life lyrics

[Hook: repeat 2X] Don't let this street life get ya down Don't let this street life run you around [Snoop Doggy Dogg] Since I was young I grew up in the street life Times get hard for a gangsta in the street life Ain't no tellin what my life might be like Growin up in the street life You can't tell me sh**, about these streets homie I done lived it and done it, runnin from the police Out for the money, homies maintain their composure Now that we older we sellin ki's by the doja Now I'm a soldier motherf**er for the chips wanna dip to trip Headed straight for D.C., down for D.P Flipped the script and came equipped with some riders who got my back Snoop Corleone, you know I'm always down to jack I jack for instant thought, talkin walk the walk n***as who oppose automatically get stomped Terrorizing the neighborhood n***as gainin they grab me Southside and dash, mashin for the rep Test in peace to deceased homeboys who ain't alive Street life took him over now he forced to die Slippin and slidin, bouncin countin my ends To be straight, times is ruff for these days n***as is crazy, but the fear is much greater The innovater, dominator, soul creator, out for the papers! [Hook:repeat 2X] [2Pac] Bustin' and bailin', thugs addicted to drug sellin ki's Got me riskin', the street living, catching felonies How many n***as wanna see me gone? You playa haters is b**hes who hate to see a n***a hold his own Forever ballin', no never fallin' Live my life as a thug n***a, now can you hear the liquor callin' When we blaze n***as is blinded My competition, minimal so I live so, criminal minded n***a can you hear me wave yo' pistols in the sky And roll a fat-a** blunt, I buck that sh**, I bet it'll get you high They wonder why I'm hard to k**, hard to let it go How can I have fear, on my peers, live on d**h Row Don Makaveli, 45, tucked next to my belly Conversating with my n***a Dogg, lyrics so deadly When ya come to get me bring an army An Outlaw thug motherf**er, who can harm me Bomb these b**hes, see the track smokin' Cause real Bad Boy k**ers be them, gat smoking Ha ha, open ya eyes and understand this World ain't fair these motherf**ers doin' scandalous n***as don't wanna see me hot with my Glock co*ked Drinkin on Henn', screamin f** the world this is the end In the street life! [Hook] - 6X

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