sung Your love will pay your way Beneath the silver moon Street life Street life Street life Oh, street life Oh, street life Yeah, street life Street life Oh, street life
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
Traducere: BB King. Street Life.
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
pipe bombs, dynamite, lead Money power respect, street cred, yeah It's scary, ain't it? Picture yourself goin' out as a hero Picture mural pictures of us painted all over street
_, _Fists Of Fury_ St. Valentine's Day Massacre on a jury Wanna convict me for kickin black on wax I walk the street with a battle axe [ ROUND 1: Bronx Style Bob ] Life
, you just ridiculous I blew breath for you midgets, I gave life to the game It's only right I got the right to be king Niggaz that got life really like
and flunkies Mega ain't the only faggot in my hood dummies Theres plenty that wanna be me but cannot It's like King Arthur and knight Sir Lance-a-lot
Life, I wonder Will it take me under, I don't know Imagine smokin' weed in the streets without cops harassin' Imagine goin' to court with no trial Lifestyle
all my life (yeah) All my life... (From the streets of New York, Where the streets don't sleep... Shyne get 'em) [Shyne:] All my life I been rollin with the B
Gotta hold heat, just to make ends meet Niggas livin on the street while other niggas feast Aight wit you it aint aight wit me Right, gotta make money all my life
out a frame Ain't a coach on the planet that can take me out the game My heart beats forever like my name was Eddie King A Midwest rider like my dirty
how he keep my body screamin' (Screamin') A rude boy that's good to me, wit street credibility If your status ain't hood I ain't checkin' for him Betta be street
my life all of my life all of my life All of all of all of my life alright Tell them all it's the diary of my life There it is my life right there right
though and I'm ready to feed So, follow my lead I got some gifts to bring It's an everyday life for the Reefer King [Chorus] [Verse 3 - B-Real] I got
ain't stopping now (Can't stop) We won't even pause, y'all can lick my balls (Bitches) We living the good life, good life, good life (Living the good life
P-T, L-B-C, yeah we hookin back up And when they bang this in the club baby you got to get up Thug niggaz drug dealers yeah they givin it up Lowlife, yo' life
