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    Daz Dillinger / Lyrics

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    "Streetlife" Lyrics

    Daz Dillinger feat. Outlawz

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    See I'm in it just to win it
    And I'm in it for the long run
    Hang out the window gun loaded just for fun
    I catch it all of ratch get feeled get called up
    The shit I spit how shit get caught up
    Get rid of mycrow bar before a person 14-5
    The shit niggaz gotta do try 2 get high
    As time fly by so quick so fast
    The dollars is big cash as I stacks my dash
    I burn some hush wit some indo hang my rain out the window
    Bullets flying just like missiles we the dawg
    We mob type shit when we guiling we blast
    As the job and then we dump him and slide him

    Chorus: Daz
    Its just the street life
    that's how we live as a kid
    Hoes,in drop top benz, having major ends (x2)

    [Verse 2-Telly Mac]
    (Its just the street life)
    We breakin' out no matter what we keep it high tech
    Flossin' on some benjamin' shit ready to strike, Mah niggaz bike it
    see-be yours and all your babys all the homies is crazy poka face
    Like Patrick Swayze
    Burner glooves, black beanies they can't see me
    America's nightmare white flags and treaty
    Cause' dust this we can't trust us they busk us,
    Pimps and hustla's trapped in they clutchus

    Chorus (x2)
    [Verse 3-JT Da Bigga Figga]
    We knew, (Its just the street life)
    For real loc so you gotta hustla bitch make ends
    Don't fuck with no fake friends, you ride until the end
    You claim to be the realist but you came to pretend
    Drink piss thought I was rich cause I was willin' in Benz
    Rolls royces, and date weed feelin' the hen(hen)
    And plus I rolls wit the squad drinkin' mob mend(mob mend)
    And plus a thug niggaz thugged out niggaz ready to play hard
    Pullin' your J-car still ridaz like Jay-are
    Ready to bust like a A-are, hang wit the way 4
    Leavin' anything movin' scarred, We Westcoast stars
    Spittin' million dollar porno's for ours
    Who the fuck want to star not me I gotta get it
    I represent it, still stick to getting riches
    The world is endless nigga dis is how we livin'
    The street life (thats how we live as a kid
    Hoes,in drop top benz, having major ends)

    Chorus (x2)
    Fade to End
    This song was submitted on November 23rd, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc..
    Written by William Roberts, Maurice Sinclair, Lloyd Polite.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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