Street Life

(Gang)
These niggas hoes

Yeah I live that street life
I live that street life, So nigga imma tell you how it is

OneDay you here next day you gone
You knowing how it is

Speak on my name
Hold'Em for ransom

Go tie up them kids
I done did jail time back to back

I'm known for doing bids
Tryna Up The Count on any opp
Face-shot gang gone leave em stretch
Nigga stop rapping bout them bodies
That we Kno yo ass ain't catch
Catch his a** late night in traffic
Bloody scene we made a mess
In my city niggas wilding tell my locs I did my best
I done came straight off the dome, With this sh**
Ain't had to use no pad or pen Just for to flow on that shit
I was dead broke stuck in the trap Tryna come up off a licc
Reminiscing bout them days when I was down on my dick
Than big bro told me Don't you ever put your trust in a bitch (Don't trust these hoes)
Cause it's a fucked up dirty game
And they all think that they slick
I call that Draco jackie chin I like the way that bitch kick
I'm fucking on this opp bitch (And yeah) that hoe super thick
That pussy tight but best believe she can get none of this dick
(None of this dick I ain't fucking you nasty ass hoes)

They be like
Aye luh 6owe you know you hot
(Yeah)
Aye I like that shit you doing

Aye I love that shit
(Yeah)
Try to rob me that shit gone get deadly
Fuck the police they kno I be stepping
Age of 13 doing drive by's
Walk down they label me a felon
Yeah I'm on parole but I'm thuggin out here in these streets yea I keep me a weapon

You knowing that I don't promote the violence
But it's on me just for my protection

On me yea, just for protection
But I might wild and get a lil reckless

Ain't no oops allow in the section
I send shots Don't send me no message

You might do it first but I'm doing it best

Shots get fired they hittin his flesh
Told lul bro You catch em he stretch (He stretch)

Now the paramedics pumping his chest (Chest)

I can go rounds with guns and sex
And I'm off a perc
I ain't popping ah X
And you niggas clowns kno Lo a (Vet)

When you lay em down
Don't send me no text

And all that opp shit get you (Wet)
And you gotta pop shit for some respect (FaFa)
Fuck steppin on toes, we (Steppin) on neck's

Shout out my bro
The Cet
We next

I live that street life So nigga imma tell you how it is
OneDay you here next day you gone
You knowing how it is
Speak on my name
Hold'Em for ransom
Go tie up them kids
I done did jail time back to back

I'm know for doing bids
Tryna Up The Count on any opp

Face-shot gang gone leave em
Stretch

Nigga stop rapping bout them
Bodies

That we Kno yo ass ain't catch
Catch his a** late night in traffic
Bloody scene we made a mess
In my city niggas wilding tell my locs I did my best