Street Life - Soulja Slim, Master P, Silkk The Shocker

Silkk, Slim, P

It’s like, we out the game

(What's up Soulja Slim?)

Keep from callin' us

It’s like we’re never gonna be

(Master P in there, boy)

Street life, is the only life we know

(That's all I know) (Huh, nigga, what?)

Street life, gotta hustle for our dough

(I'm just tryin' to get it 'fore I go) (Huh, nigga, what?)

Street life, is the only life we know

(That's all I know) (Huh, nigga, what?)

Street life, gotta get mine 'fore I go

(I'm just tryin' to get it 'fore I go) (Huh, nigga, what?)

Always live the street life

Never knew how to treat life

Knew once I get my shit right, it was gonna be right

I see life, and I’m livin' up to my dreams

It was a hard struggle

But that was only just for a nigga to bubble

Some of my people made it, and some of my people didn’t

But I’m gonna ball for y’all, big baby

And ball actin' crazy

And watch my back, for the shady nigga tryin' to do me somethin'

I’m ballin' cause my rhyme done threw me something

Hard labor, and hard times

After hard rhymes

Glad I ain’t got the Glock no more

Takin' what’s yours and call it mine

I called my moms' today

She asked me did I pray?

I told her, I got to, cause the streets I’m roamin' on is one way

See the street life be shady

I wonder, if my parents knew before they made me?

That shit’s crazy Will I survive this shit?

Maybe But see, I’ve been strugglin' and hustlin'

Ever since my, grandmother was a baby

You think I’d be sayin' to myself

How many more days you leave jail?

When I can be on the street with my peep nigga

Countin' some mill

Hypnotized by fast thangs, fast cars and fast bitches

I’m tryin' to have fast things, can you dig it?

(What's up?) Hopin' outta 4 doors (What you mean?)

Sittin' low in low-low's

Never fuck with, no I don’t know hoes For sho' hoes

Come from the South and no doubt I wear jibo’s and polo’s

Everything I ride is chrome and mo-mo's

Can’t' trust a few, cause that’s a no no

You gotta watch your back, cause niggas will jack

That’s why I stay strapped with 4−4's

See, I’m tryin' to have enough money to turn every project into a condo

Every nigga I don’t like, to wino’s

And every girl that alright, to fine hoes

And my next contract Negotiate for 89 O’s

Now see, the street life be hard, but I still drop the top

And niggas be lookin' at me all mad, so I cock the Glock

Street Life

Uh!

These eyes, they see killas and fiends

From the Calliope To Magnol, to the, meant for me

Nigga, times done changed

I mean its crazy

Dear mama, won’t you pray for your baby?

I’m tired of bein' broke

So I’mma keep mines out here with this weed and coke

Young nigga, rollin' with the ballers

Live my life for the day, cause there ain’t nothin' promised for tommorow

But, I’mma ball till I fall

And represent No Limit till they put my name on the wall

To my niggas in the penn, stay strong

And real niggas, Uh!

Ride till we make it home

Niggas ride till they make it home nigga

Street Life nigga Real street niggas

Street Life Mothafuckin' street life

Got us caught up Soulja Slim

Only life we know Silkk The Shocker

Ya heard me?

Master P

This for all the real niggas out there

From the North to the South, to the East, to the West

Calliope, Magnolia To the mothafuckin' world nigga

To the world Real niggas uniteHuh, nigga, what?

Ain’t no mothafuckin' playa hatin'

We all about the mothafuckin' green nigga

Paper chasin’All that fake shit

We gon' ride out like the Lone Ranger, and Tonto

Ha-HaWhats up Big Bob?

Big Swole

Jimmy, huh Dj Daryl Beats By The Pound nigga

'Maine Big Mo

All my mothafuckin' No Limit Soldiers

Y’all don’t hear me nigga, whats happenin'?

For Life C-Murder

Cut the mothafuckin' lights out nigga

Ya heard me?

Shhhh