Street Life

[Silkk Talking] 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) Chorus: 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?) [Soulja Slim] 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 Chorus [Silkk] 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 Chorus [Master P] 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 [Talking] 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 unite Huh, 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-Ha Whats 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