Snoop Dogg, Val Young, Prince Ital Joe, 2Pac - Street Life lyrics

Don't let this street life get ya down
Don't let this street life run you around
Don't let this street life get ya down
Don't let this street life run you around

Since I was young I grew
Up in the street life
Times get hard for a gangsta
In the street life
Ain't no tellin' what my life might be like
Growin' up in the street life
Since I was young I grew
Up in the street life
Times get hard for a gangsta
In the street life
Ain't no tellin' what my life might be like
Growin' up in the street life

You can't tell me shit
About these streets homie
I done lived it and done it


Runnin' from the police out for the money
Homies maintain their composure
Now that we older we sellin' ki's by the doja
Now I'm a soldier motherfucker for the
Chips wanna dip to trip
Headed straight for DC, down for DP
Flipped the script and came equipped
With some riders who got my back
Snoop Corleone
You know I'm always down to jack
I jack for instant thought
Talkin' walk the walk
Niggas who oppose automatically get stomped
Terrorizing the neighborhood niggas gainin'
They grab me
Southside and dash, mashin' for the rep
Test in peace to deceased
Homeboys who ain't alive
Street life took him over now
He forced to die slippin' and slidin'
Bouncin' countin' my ends
To be straight, times is ruff for these days
Niggas is crazy, but the fear is much greater
The innovater, dominator, soul creator
Out for the papers!

Since I was young I grew
Up in the street life
Times get hard for a gangsta
In the street life
Ain't no tellin' what my life might be like
Growin' up in the street life
Since I was young I grew
Up in the street life
Times get hard for a gangsta
In the street life
Ain't no tellin' what my life might be like
Growin' up in the street life

Bustin' and bailin'
Thugs addicted to drug sellin ki's
Got me riskin', the street living
Catching felonies
How many niggas wanna see me gone?
You playa haters is bitches who hate to
See a nigga hold his own
Forever ballin', no never fallin'
Live my life as a thug nigga
Now can you hear the liquor callin'
When we blaze niggas is blinded
My competition, minimal so I live so
Criminal minded nigga can you hear me wave
Yo' pistols in the sky
And roll a fat-ass blunt, I buck that shit
I bet it'll get you high
They wonder why I'm hard to kill
Hard to let it go how can I have fear
All my peers live on Death Row
Don Makaveli, 45, tucked next to my belly
Conversating with my nigga Dogg
Lyrics so deadly
When ya come to get me bring an army
An Outlaw thug motherfucker, who can harm me
Bomb these bitches, see the track smokin'
Cause real Bad Boy killers be them
Gat smoking
Ha ha, open ya eyes and understand this
World ain't fair these
Motherfuckers doin' scandalous
Niggas don't wanna see me hot
With my Glock cocked drinkin on Henn'
Screamin fuck the world this is the end
In the street life!

Since I was young I grew
Up in the street life
Times get hard for a gangsta
In the street life
Ain't no tellin' what my life might be like
Growin' up in the street life
Since I was young I grew
Up in the street life
Times get hard for a gangsta
In the street life
Ain't no tellin' what my life might be like
Growin' up in the street life
Since I was young I grew
Up in the street life
Times get hard for a gangsta
In the street life
Ain't no tellin' what my life might be like
Growin' up in the street life
Since I was young I grew
Up in the street life
Times get hard for a gangsta
In the street life
Ain't no tellin' what my life might be like
Growin' up in the street life
Since I was young I grew
Up in the street life
Times get hard for a gangsta
In the street life
Ain't no tellin' what my life might be like
Growin' up in the street life
Since I was young I grew
Up in the street life
Times get hard for a gangsta
In the street life
Ain't no tellin' what my life might be like
Growin' up in the street life