Street Life (Letra)

Kelly Rowland Part. Pusha T

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(Intro)
Uh, leggo my baby daddy
Pullin up like leggo leggo
Uh, see I ain’t pushin that Caddy
We never leavin this place

Um, it’s all go (it’s all go)
It’s all go (it’s all go)
So go go

Uh, the hood ain’t ready
It’s the mentality of hate

(Chorus)
Coming from the street life we know it’s letting go
We like to go to school for education
But the street life we know don’t write no notes
It’s like parole with the time we’re facing

(Bridge)
Ain’t nobody gon help
It’s a bottom feel
Easy pops me the pill
Think of the game, his mammy

(Hook)
Tell a bum about the street life
No exception, he be alive
Tryna get where the breeze is nice
So I can breathe

Everybody round me tryna get to the money
We couldn’t leave

(Verse)
Uh, my best friend ain’t happy
We up and leave like waiter XO
Uh, and she be rollin that paddy
And put the longest snakes

Yea ?cause love is so cold (so cold)
So cold (so cold)
And he’s foes go

You’re the truth so mine ain’t ready
But what she got the next day

(Chorus)
Coming from the street life we know it’s letting go
We like to go to school for education
But the street life we know don’t write no notes
It’s like parole with the time we’re facing

(Bridge)
Ain’t nobody gon help
It’s a bottom feel
Easy pops me the pill
Mama didn’t waste no timing

(Hook)
Tell a bum about the street life
No exception, he be alive
Tryna get where the breeze is nice
So I can breathe

Everybody round me tryna get to the money
(We just tryna get to the money)

(Verse: Pusha T)
This for my niggas with them full baby mamas
Ceiling full of commas
Saving your receipts because she never keep a promise
This presidential Rollie don’t make me Obama
So don’t judge me by my jewelry please your honor
The persona of this dope dealin summertime
Top dropper wintertime
Fool ain’t fox rocker
Wooh! What it be like?
It’s king pushin Kelly roll, giving you the street life
Brap!

(Chorus)
Coming from the street life we know it’s letting go
We like to go to school for education
But the street life we know don’t write no notes
It’s like parole with the time we’re facing

(Bridge)
Ain’t nobody gon help
It’s a bottom feel
Easy pops me the pill
Now the big shit fell here, funny

(Hook)
Tell a bum about the street life
No exception, he be alive
Tryna get where the breeze is nice
So I can breathe

Everybody round me tryna get to the money
Including me
Yea yea yea

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I play the street life
Because there’s no place i can go
Street life
And it’s the only life i know
Street life
And there’s a thoundand parts to play
Street life
Until you play your life away

You let the people see
Just who you want to be
And every night you shine just like a super star
That’s how the life is played
A ten cent masquerade
You dress, and walk, and talk you’re who you think you are

Street life
You can run away from time
Street life
For a nickel and a dime
Street life
But you better not get old
Street life
Or you’re gonna feel the cold

There’s always love for sale
A grown-up fairy tale
Prince charming always smiles behind a silver spoon
And if you keep it young
Your song is always sung
Your love will pay your way beneath the silver moon

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Yo, sometimes you have to just be a man and apologize to your woman, ya star

The amount of ting whe you put her through
Rock this!

When a girl cry cause of you
Not one ting you can say or do
Make any man go change his mind
No matter what you wanna do
First you find it hard to speak (true)
Girl straight out make a brother weak
Killing me softly every time
And all that I can be

[Chorus:]
On the street just ballin
Girls have been callin
Drop top fallin
Brothers keep rollin
Livin nothing but a street life (street life)
[Repeat]

For all the troubles I brought ya
For all the time that you cried
Baby for that I apologize (apologize)
For all the time that I’ve hurt ya
For bringing tears to your eye
Baby for that I apologize (apologize)
Well I can see it in your eyes
No telling you no lies
Girl I did you wrong
You’ll never find another guy
So this is what we got to do
Make a family cause it’s true
Girl you are a part of me
My heart belongs to you
Cause I can see it in your eyes
No telling you no lies
Girl I did you wrong
You’ll never find another guy
This is what we got to do
Make a family cause it’s true
Girl you are a part of me
My heart belongs to you now

[Chorus:]
On the street just ballin
Girls have been callin
Drop top fallin
Brothers keep rollin
Livin nothing but a street life (street life)
[Repeat]

Do you understand the feeling when I’m feeling
When I tell you how I’m feeling
When I’m feeling that way
Can’t get over how you make everything better girl
When you are around me you bring joy to my day
Don’t know what I will do without you in my life
I don’t give a damn about what people wanna say
All I’m saying that (what)
This is where I’m at (at)
And I’d do anything to make you stay

[Chorus:]
On the street just ballin
Girls have been callin
Drop top fallin
Brothers keep rollin
Livin nothing but a street life (street life)
[Repeat]

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Up early in the morning lacin up my british knights
Throwin up my deuce sign, fuckin with the street life
Never knew no better cause my mommy never taught me
Going out to get the shit that mommy never bought me
Only ten years old and i can’t stay away from trouble
But you don’t give a fuck cause you ain’t never had to struggle
And everybody’s tellin me its get greater later
I need to get my shit right now, cause it ain’t shit in my refrigerator
And i done struggled for my whole life
Seeing my moma layed up with a different nigga everynight
And when you see me you can spot a crook
Cause i’m going through her motherfuckin pocket book
I’m going out to get my papes
Cause she don’t give a fuck about me anyway
And my daddy’s doing two terms
And all she ever does is sit around and get served
My mommy never hugs me
I’m callin deuce my family, cause these niggas say they love me
I’m steady dustin chumps off
And ready for the battle if the shit would ever jump off
So send my ass to hell
Its eithr being covered up with some dirt, or boxed in a cell
Anyway that’s what it looks like
If i don’t hurry up and get my ass up out the street life

Chorus: (spoken)

You know the streets is all i know
This is my way of survival
You know i’ve been dealt some bad cards
But i gots to play them
What else am i to do, look for a job?
But until them my family will starve and be broke
So i resort to the streets
As a source of income
I’m stuck here

I step out on my own block
And everyone’s throwin up the deuce to little j-rock
And all my little homies that i hang with
Are either jackin, or mixed up with this gang shit
See it through reality
Never leavin the gang cause its the street life mentality
My homies got a proposition
Pulled the nigga off some change and said he’d help in my position
So now i’m rollin with the ogs
Puttin in work for the jack, for some overseas
And maybe in a year or two
I’ll be able to roll in a benz like the gangsta’s do
Makin hoes ride dick
Cause that poor, broke ???
Ain’t hittin ??? shit
I gotta lock my crew down
And sew this whole motherfucker up like the jews town
Develop us a strong click
Break my pops off some dope while he rot
Pops would like that shit
Seeing his little nigga on his own two
Doing shit i heard my pops used to do
A real nigga to this crime thang
And had it going on before his time came
I gots to get my shit right
Until my shit gets right
I’m rollin with the street life

Chorus:

You know what upsets me
Is when whitey sits back in they lavish homes and bmws
And tell me the streets ain’t the place to be
See it from my prospective
Poverty strickin, livin on welfare
And the government cuttin that shorter every week
I’m shortin on education cause i’m black
The corner doesn’t promise me a good life
But at least it shows me promise

Finally after shit got right
I’m wanting out of the gang cause i’m searchin for a new life
But i remember what was said
You come in alive the only way you leave out is dead
So i’m kinda fucked on both ends
I thought i had friends, but i ain’t got no fuckin frinds
Cause if they were my friends they’d let me break
Outie five thousand fuck this shit, i’m packin my 38
But first i gotta stay down
Until it’s time for me to punch it out and just lay it down
And that’s a motherfuckin shame
Tonight i gotta spill another ride with my little gang
So slowly i walked up to it
With no hesitation i broke the window and jumped into it
Unhooked his shit and was headed off
I opened up the door that’s what set it off
A nigga came out with a glock jack
And put a slug in my motherfuckin back
And my so called friends
Want me out of the gang cause they don’t know if i’ll walk again
Now tell me what’s that deuce life
Fucked up myself for good cause i was wrapped up in the

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Intro: sample from movie (lil dap)

Are you ready on the right?
Ready on the left?
(um)
Are you ready on the right?
(check it out)
(we gonna b.i.g. this shit real quick)
Ready on the left?
(turn my headset down some, knawhatimean?
I wanna ride this beat)

Chorus: lil dap (repeat 2x)

Cuz this street life we live and were born to live clever
She taught us how to survive and never say never
The outcome of the street life is based on reality
Keep your heads up, watch all the street tricknology

{lil dap}
We walk down the block, gunshots follow the block
Mom dukes is amazed, i think this shit is ?sarabe?
Check it out, we livin this low budget biamite life time
Watch us break it down and start to kill these rhymes
Rippin pockets was a sport, just to gain respect
Lil nigga, lil shorty watch shorty with the tech
Smash your weight across the land, to kill a wicked man
No one can hold us down, no one can even stop me
Wait take to l.a. ready to see papi
Walkin thru the doors and was scared to death
Trickin fingers on the right and kk tried to flex
Seein weight, cream and dreams, niggas they start to scheme
Most like, after this should we break shit down?
Let these brothers know around town that we do get down
East new york style, how we do it one time
Bustin shots in the air, cuz the world was mine
Straight like that, comin from the ghetto of raps
Holdin it down, and all of my niggas bleedin in the town
Walkin the ground, b.i.g. sounds are all around

Chorus

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(ferry)

Wish everybody would leave me alone -yeah
They´re always calling on my telephone
When i pick it up there´s no one there
So i walk outside just to take the air
Come on with me cruising down the street
Who knows what you´ll see, who you might meet
This brave new world´s not like yesterday –
It can take you higher than the milky way
Now i´m blinded i can’t really see – yeah
No more bright lights confusing me – no
Don´t ask me why i´m feeling blue
‘cause loving you is all i can do
Hey good-looking boys – gather around
The sidewalk papers gutter-press you down
All those lies can be so unkind,
They can make you feel like you´re losing your mind
Street life
Street life
Street life
What a life
Back to nature boys – vasser girls too
Watch what you say, or think, or do
Continental-style strasse girls might
But you know exactly if it´s wrong or right
Education is an important key – yes
But the good life´s never won by degrees – no
Pointless passing through harvard or yale
Only window shopping – it’s strictly no sale
Week end starts friday soon after eight
Your jet black magic helps you celebrate
You may be stranded if you stick around
– and that´s really something…

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(ferry)

Wish everybody would leave me alone -yeah
They´re always calling on my telephone
When i pick it up there´s no one there
So i walk outside just to take the air
Come on with me cruising down the street
Who knows what you´ll see, who you might meet
This brave new world´s not like yesterday –
It can take you higher than the milky way
Now i´m blinded i can’t really see – yeah
No more bright lights confusing me – no
Don´t ask me why i´m feeling blue
‘cause loving you is all i can do
Hey good-looking boys – gather around
The sidewalk papers gutter-press you down
All those lies can be so unkind,
They can make you feel like you´re losing your mind
Street life
Street life
Street life
What a life
Back to nature boys – vasser girls too
Watch what you say, or think, or do
Continental-style strasse girls might
But you know exactly if it´s wrong or right
Education is an important key – yes
But the good life´s never won by degrees – no
Pointless passing through harvard or yale
Only window shopping – it’s strictly no sale
Week end starts friday soon after eight
Your jet black magic helps you celebrate
You may be stranded if you stick around
– and that´s really something…

Street Life (Letra)

B.B. King

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Nyc, word up

Verse 1: prodigy, a.c.d.

M-o-b-b d-e-e-p, a.c.d. burn sometin
Let’s get lifted, queens is you wit me
Niggas’ shifty, i turn around, a kid tried to hit me
I back him down wit the 50-50
It had to been the thug in me, ya tunnel bang and come and get me
The first five hundred bitches free
He kid with the god jewel and let all my gods come thru
Live niggas on this side of the bar, you get smacked, boo
And fucked too, shit on me? well then, fuck you
Gone wit your high class ass if you want to
Outta state you be suckin me off and breakin off
Weed bitch stinks of stallion but my dick went soft
My mobb got in lock wit masterlock, het getcha locks picked
Run up in your spot, mask-n-glove shit
Queens niggas involved with thug shit, you get lumpded
Crank, we in the bathroom thumpin

To the three-time losers, alcohol abusers
Big money spenders and the ebineezer scroogers
Thugs holdin fort wit the sixteen shot rugers
The cream that i redeem will bring a lex and landcruiser
Dominant chapter, assassinin’ the obsolete
And my mobb comes deep to put the wind beneath your feet
My heart’s harder than concrete, and nervous streets
Be walked offbeat but still thugs carry heats
I get deeper than skin, paragraphs from within
Dear lord, my life is trife, please forgive for me sins
My kin stay my kin, ain’t no room for extra friends
One love to my thugs up north in the pens
Be a prophet to raise, beat my speech on stage
Nemesis renegade, breakin down barricades
These days are gettin rough, ‘nother brother handcuffed
Fallen victim to the gameis like style’s corrupt

Chorus:

My crime niggas livin – street life
Them queen niggas livin – street life
My drug niggas livin – street life
My street niggas livin – street life
You thug niggas livin – street life
Nyc livin – street life
My mobb niggas livin – street life
What?

Verse 2: havoc, a.c.d.

For every rhyme i write, reality bites
My clique keeps shit rolled too tight
Regulate and know the rule
I gets some insight plus info, do stickers with my kickos
My .44 will burn that ass like goin raw with nymphos
So protect your lifestyle, rock your vest
Or get your teflon put to the motherfuckin test
State pen put on points, son you know
Stay on the low, got the back, oh-no-no
When i’m on a dough blow, got ta guard you now
Kid, you wanna get foul, so now i gotta put that ass back on profile
Change your character, you ain’t got stamina
Nigga get that dough, i ain’t mad at’cha
The infamous handle business, gonna make mines
Forever, son, kid you heard it thru the grapevine

To my royal thug commitees and outlaws that live the life of frank nitty
The big city mobster, the c-to-d ???? has made the
God unholy, skies forever watch me
The prophecy, another chapter, there’s no stoppin me
Propagation, my life story is far from fiction
Cos at one time, the .44 bullets took the world, bring sparks and friction
I anaylse this ‘erb so i roll with trife characters
The hardest for the world to cap, and shiner like a
Full carat diamond with perfect designin
Philly’s and 9 mili’s and coupe de villey’s forever reclinin
To the shoot, physicals in this paradox
The world is hot and my plot is to receive grands and yachts
Until then i be a trife individual, dwellin in these days
Scorch from the deeez plus the sun’s rays
Dead president dreams and million dollar schemes
Killer queens, the land of cream fiends
A.c.d. the world terrorist
Stainless rugers for the intruders and my cipher’s infamous
Thru new york and worldwide, we penetrate your inside
*?diamond did?* drama, son, and 9 clips so prepare fro heaven’s ride

Chorus:

A.c.d. livin – street life
My ice niggas livin – street life
Them jewel rockin niggas livin – street life
Them crack niggas livin – street life
Them coke-sellin niggas livin – street life
Word, nyc livin – street life
My man l.e.s. livin – street life
The whole queensbridge livin – street life
Word up son, we’re livin – street life

Knowi’msayin? word up, a.c.d., mobb deep in the motherfuckin….
Yo yo, uhhh
Hold me down, son (no doubt, son)
Back em down, son (i got’cha back, son)