scotty cain – street life lyrics
[intro]
mafia musik n+gga
you know what it’s hittin’ on (gang gang)
live and direct (p+ssy)
f+ck all these b+tchass rappers out here (og we on go)
you know, the real gon’ stand up
we stand on y’all chest with these b+tches (grra)
[?] slanging, dope selling, you know, this the street life, ya heard me? it’s wicked outchea
get it how you live n+gga
[verse 1]
in the streets, i ran through a bunch of bangers
these n+ggas try to play with me, i had to stank ’em
runnin’ up them bands, and go and stash ’em
i’m clutchin’ on a glock and that b+tch [?], that b+tch got .30 hanging out the bottom, clutching this choppa too
you move wrong then i’ma pop at you (+gunshots sfx+)
you move wrong then i’ma drop your crew (+gunshots sfx+, grra grra grra)
you move wrong, this what i gotta do
n+ggas be [?] like thеy really wit it
like they rеally live it
like they really drilling
like they really k!lling
pour up a five, man you know i be sippin’
clutchin’ my pistol, you know i’ma zip ’em
[chorus]
in the street life, i [?] thuggin’ in these streets, never catch ’em slippin’, i’m clutchin’ on my heat
in the street life, no play no games, come to beef then i don’t sleep until a n+gga deceased
in the street life, you play for keeps, it’s either you or me, and you gon’ die, ’cause i got family to feed
in the street life, you thug or you police, you gon’ get zipped, if you rat on me
[interlude]
in the street life, i [?] thuggin’ in these streets, never catch ’em slippin’, i’m clutchin’ on my heat
in the street life, no play no games, come to beef then i don’t sleep until a n+gga deceased
in the street life, you play for keeps, it’s either you or me, and you gon’ die, ’cause i got family to feed
in the street life, you thug or you police, you gon’ get zipped, if you rat on me
[verse 2]
i remember trappin’ out the bando, where the roaches at
two guns at a time, when it was real n+gga was [?]
the police pull up, we dig in and gotta throw the straps
and i ain’t throwin’ tabs i gotta throw ’em back, this how i’m livin’
water whippin’ chickens, break them down to [plenty?]
articulate with the semi, i ain’t [?] get me, when i’m hittin’ ain’t no tryn to miss you, b+tch i’m tryna get you
you know i’ma zip it
smoking feelings, reminiscing ’bout me stressing ’bout my n+ggas
and all they k!llers
i gotta k!ll ’em
[chorus]
in the street life, i [?] thuggin’ in these streets, never catch ’em slippin’, i’m clutchin’ on my heat
in the street life, no play no games, come to beef then i don’t sleep until a n+gga deceased
in the street life, you play for keeps, it’s either you or me, and you gon’ die, ’cause i got family to feed
in the street life, you thug or you police, you gon’ get zipped, if you rat on me
[outro]
in the street life, i [?] thuggin’ in these streets, never catch ’em slippin’, i’m clutchin’ on my heat
in the street life, no play no games, come to beef then i don’t sleep until a n+gga deceased
in the street life, you play for keeps, it’s either you or me, and you gon’ die, ’cause i got family to feed
in the street life, you thug or you police, you gon’ get zipped, if you rat on me
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