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Correct Street Life Lyrics
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Correct Street Life
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Chorus*Tekitha* Street life is, the only life I know Street life where, we got no place to go Street life where, the struggle won't let you be Street life where, the drugs and thugs meet Verse 1 Yo: I, bust shots out glocks wid kids that push rocks Hol' glocks run in spots wid G's like Fort Knox Rhyme excellent kill 'em wid intelligence Get money like embezzlement worrying, as the president La the Dark coming inheriting, nature Islamic, Stay loyal to my clan like Elijah Mohammed That's a promise creating, them secrets be like amazing Everytime I touch the track I swing my axe and stake it Speed racing through life world classla let the tech splashmy lyrics hard as brass Show 'em all-star check, me in the Source y'all '98 Ford car purchased near Fort Bar Damn I'm aways sharp man accurate, sharp-shooter, marksman, Running through New York air painted like Al Sharpton And sing my, guns be black and shallow ringed Computerised thugs dropping checks in the bank And then Chorus.... Verse 2 Yo: yo, yo, You on my d k**My life is like a James Bond flick Mad b s*****mad, bullets but I never get hit Yo from, herpes to trees Tv's, and mtv's N s****in jail for life the strongest hurt to leave From >bloods at night in Kings to, bounce back to Queens Drugs and dope fiends scream over the limosine Pop the 2 fort kings sucking d k**on porno screens Vaginas some clean wid terrible hygiene To survive on my block G is devils at halloween The young son got guns wid 50 shot magasine And digital web beams Getting drunk off gasoline Robbing n s****marked die, for this cane in this dream In this Chorus..... Verse 3 Yo: yo, yo, I'm unstoppablerainbow garment stay tropical Jewels stay rockable Crystal clear optical My n s****got bodiesget watched like John Gotti in a mansionwid a monk learning Wu-Tang karate It's unfortunate n s****can't afford this My 20 blew chords here I hate eating sword fishsurrounded by 20 men cold-blooded at the amphibian In the Benz puffing tree s t**from the Caribbean And sparking it Chorus....
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