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letra de street life - spice 1

[chorus: nawfside outlaw]
you don’t understand the street life
you ain’t ’bout the sh-t and we don’t f-ck with yo’ type
get the f-ck up out my sh-t ’cause this is real life
real life, real life, street life
do you know who the h-ll you talkin’ to, yeah, i don’t give a d-mn about offin’ you
n-gga i’m so hood, that i’m watchin’ you
get the f-ck up out my sh-t ’cause this is real life
real life, real life, street life

[verse 1: spice 1]
you don’t understand, we don’t f-ck around
when i rather be playin’ n-gga this street loft better be grand
bury, a mothaf-cka that say it ain’t payin’
mr. bossalini, the ridah, keepin’ the strap on the side
runnin’ up on a mothaf-cka re-ready to fire (blaow!)
bet you mothaf-ckas ready to die (blaow!)
bet you mothaf-ckas ready to die
see i’m with a lot of negative guy
i’m just tryna get money and stack it up to the sky
tryna put the bullsh-t aside
i think about what kind of candy to p-put on my ride
blue, red, yellow, green
ridin’ with the chop down
gucci’d up interior
sittin’ h-lla clean now
murder my foes, tags on toes
n-ggas ain’t knowin’ about the highs and the lows
the wills and wants, the do’s and the don’ts
he’s a gangsta it’s in his bones
he can delete you with [?] on the phones
patch twenty n-ggas went up in yo home
he don’t care, be right there
man you can look, but please don’t stare

[verse 2: spice 1]
y’all n-gga move that dough (that dough) hennessy i’m al redo
i spot a mothaf-cka used to [?] before i pull up the burner and let go (blu, blu bluw!)
you can ask some n-ggas and they know, the uzi come with the potato
tornado, play though, ’cause you could easily get hit with the k though (blaow!)
you don’t wanna get yourself caught up in my whirlwind
’cause i’ll be keepin’ this sh-t poppin’ til the world end

[verse 3: nawfside outlaw]
do you know who the h-ll you talkin’ to
n-gga i don’t give a d-mn about offin’ you
n-gga i’m so hood that i’m watchin’ you
way from iraq, i’m a target to
my n-ggas in the hood that’ll wish you would
get outta line i’ma be the first to k [?]
no you never heard a ride quite like mine
represent the north side, it’s war time
and i’ll never change, i’ll be goin’ up a street called shady lane
everybody know where the gangstas hang
who you tryna bang, what you gotta [?] see the blood or the crip
or we all the same, rearranged, it’s all about the street

[break]

- spice 1

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