[Silkk Talking]
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Silkk, Slim, P
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It's like, we out the game
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(What's up Soulja Slim?)
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Keep from callin' us
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It's like we're never gonna be
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(Master P in there, boy)
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[Chorus:]
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Street life, is the only life we know
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(That's all I know) (Huh, nigga, what?)
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Street life, gotta hustle for our dough
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(I'm just tryin' to get it 'fore I go) (Huh, nigga, what?)
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Street life, is the only life we know
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(That's all I know) (Huh, nigga, what?)
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Street life, gotta get mine 'fore I go
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(I'm just tryin' to get it 'fore I go) (Huh, nigga, what?)
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[Soulja Slim]
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Always live the street life,
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Never knew how to treat life
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Knew once I get my shit right, it was gonna be right
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I see life, and I'm livin' up to my dreams
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It was a hard struggle
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But that was only just for a nigga to bubble
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Some of my people made it, and some of my people didn't
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But I'm gonna ball for y'all, big baby
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And ball actin' crazy
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And watch my back, for the shady nigga tryin' to do me somethin'
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I'm ballin' cause my rhyme done threw me something
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Hard labor, and hard times
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After hard rhymes
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Glad I ain't got the glock no more
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Takin' what's yours and call it mine
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I called my moms' today,
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She asked me did I pray?
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I told her, I got to, cause the streets I'm roamin' on is one way
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[Chorus]
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[Silkk]
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See the street life be shady
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I wonder, if my parents knew before they made me?
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That shit's crazy
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Will I survive this shit?
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Maybe
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But see, I've been strugglin' and hustlin'
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Ever since my, grandmother was a baby
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You think I'd be sayin' to myself
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How many more days you leave jail?
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When I can be on the street with my peep nigga
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Countin' some mill
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Hypnotized by fast thangs, fast cars and fast bitches
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I'm tryin' to have fast things, can you dig it?
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(What's up?)
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Hopin' outta 4 doors
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(What you mean?)
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Sittin' low in low-low's
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Never fuck with, no I don't know hoes
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For sho' hoes
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Come from the South and no doubt I wear jibo's and polo's
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Everything I ride is chrome and mo-mo's
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Cant' trust a few, cause that's a no no
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You gotta watch your back, cause niggaz will jack
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That's why I stay strapped with 4-4's
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See, I'm tryin' to have enough money to turn every project into a condo
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Every nigga I don't like, to wino's
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and every girl that alright, to fine hoes
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And my next contract
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Negotiate for 89 O's
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Now see, the street life be hard, but I still drop the top
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And niggaz be lookin' at me all mad, so I cock the glock
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Street Life
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[Chorus]
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[Master P]
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Uh!
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These eyes, they see killas and fiends,
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From the Calliope To Magnol, to the, meant for me
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Nigga, times done changed
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I mean its crazy
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Dear mama, won't you pray for your baby?
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I'm tired of bein' broke
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So I'ma keep mines out here with this weed and coke
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Young nigga, rollin' with the ballers
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Live my life for the day, cause there ain't nothin' promised for tommorow
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But, I'ma ball till I fall
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And represent No Limit till they put my name on the wall
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To my niggaz in the penn, stay strong
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And real niggaz, Uh!!
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Ride till we make it home
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[Talking]
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Niggaz ride till they make it home nigga
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Street Life nigga
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Real street niggaz
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Street Life
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Mothafuckin' street life
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Got us caught up
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Soulja Slim
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Only life we know
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Silkk The Shocker
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Ya heard me?
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Master P
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This for all the real niggaz out there
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From the North to the South, to the East, to the West
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Calliope, Magnolia
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To the mothafuckin' world nigga
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To the world
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Real niggaz unite
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Huh, nigga, what?
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Ain't no mothafuckin' playa hatin'
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We all about the mothafuckin' green nigga
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Paper chasin'
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All that fake shit
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We gon' ride out like the Lone Ranger, and Tonto
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Ha-Ha
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Whats up Big Bob?
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Big Swole
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Jimmy, huh
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Dj Daryl
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Beats By The Pound nigga
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'Maine
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Big Mo
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All my mothafuckin' No Limit Soldiers
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Y'all don't hear me nigga, whats happenin'?
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For Life
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C-Murder
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Cut the mothafuckin' lights out nigga
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Ya heard me?
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Shhhh
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Street Life
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Soulja Slim |