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letra de street life - 57th street rogue dog villians

[verse 1: txx will]
i started out broke as a motherf-cker, me, my sister and brother
ain’t got n0body to call daddy, ’cause all he did was sleep with my mother
by the time i turned 15, this broke thing started to get old
a n-gga needed a hustle, some type of way to stack a bankroll
so i headed out on a mission, didn’t waste no time, got straight to the point
got a dime bag of weed, now i’ll probably roll ’bout 25 joints
that’s when i started to hustle, and got my first taste of paper
i really thought i was doing some, but i found out the truth later
it was fun counting 1’s, and i probably flashed them once or twice
but it wasn’t long after that, [?] get cash with my [?]
my 1’s turned to 5’s, n-gga, and fivе’ll give me 10
hit thesе [?] slide with my [?]
years later, became a player, with the the sh-t i do, really ain’t no game
’cause now [?] moved onto something that stepped on solidified cocaine
now i can [?] so i’m tryna tell a n-gga nothing twice
[?] slip your ice, n-gga, that’s the price
you might have to pay in this street life

[chorus: short nitty]
street life
now that’s the only life i know
street life
so i be [?] til i’m old
street life
so when i die, just let me go
street life
lord have mercy on my soul
[verse 2: big scoob]
it’s 1973, ain’t no problems, everybody’s happy
mama just had her second son, and named me after daddy
the happieness only lasted for about 5 more years
the day my birth daddy passed, now mama’s full of tears
it’s making me cry, but i don’t know why that everybody’s saying
i’m 5 years old, a baby boy, i bairley knew my dad
since i believed in jesus, i know he had to meet the reper
since everybody [?] now my brother becomes my teacher
he’s teaching me what i need to know, ’bout living in them streets
sick of seeing mama struggle, so i was forsed to get out and hustle
bairley in my teens, having dreams of fancy things
ain’t a n-gga that can stop me, i’ma get it by any means
beginning my jerny as you would say, down the wrong path
not giving a f-ck where i’m headed, n-gga, i’m just blindly chasing cash
i [?] the meanest n-ggas, and the toughest
wasn’t another group of n-ggas in our town that can touch us
kicking [?] with everything [?]
the interest [?] crack cocaine, came in 85
you wouldn’t believe the amounts of cash that flowed through our camp
with the cash came the fame, the fame’s [?]
around this time, a few of my n-ggas [?]
all the while, stacking my chips, living hog style
not giving a f-ck about none of these n-ggas, it’s love for my peeps
a n-gga can’t tell me sh-t, i gets love on these streets
[chorus: short nitty]
street life
now that’s the only life i know
street life
so i be [?] til i’m old
street life
so when i die, just let me go
street life
lord have mercy on my soul

[verse 3: short nitty]
coming up prideful, [?] heartless ass n-gga
surrounded by k!llers, dope dealers and [?]
claming [?] deep
my [?] t–th
my angel with me
[?]
ain’t no mercy, controversys all around me
now ain’t no telling when they’ll underground me
’cause i done seen so many n-ggas buried
so many obituaries, so many [?]
now who would’ve thought that this b-tch ass society?
would see a young generation dying violently
handcuffed to the gutters, mugging motherf-ckers
and clutching pistols [?] want ruckous
i bails on my neighborhood corner stop
steady mobbin with n-ggas down [?] with glocks
wanna pop a motherf-cker in my city, if they step to this
murdering the ghetto, i ain’t never show [?]
ghetto often wonder why so many of us die
[?] heartless corners [?]
living that
this motherf-cking ghetto
this ghetto got me living that
[chorus: short nitty]
street life
now that’s the only life i know
street life
so i be [?] til i’m old
street life
so when i die, just let me go
street life
lord have mercy on my soul

- 57th street rogue dog villians

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