Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Street Life, artist - Lighter Shade Of Brown. Date of issue: 05.05.1997
Song language: English
Street Life |
| Street life |
| You can live, die, stride in the street life |
| Another sun, shiny day |
| It’s got me searching for the cream |
| In the land of green and fulfilling all my Cali dreams |
| Put it together, got it stitch up and him spinning two times ten |
| On every corner that we’ve been |
| So get on then, we about to ride, we about slide |
| From the east to the west side |
| Hooked up in some old town folks |
| Some big OG’s, and little locos, we sipping sporty |
| Paper chasing so peep the conversation |
| Gambino money making and taking home the bacon |
| And you can have it your way, it’s Cali all day |
| I’m here to let you know that’s how we players play |
| Straight up cause we about to set it off |
| Set anything you want, anything you need, you know we got it all |
| Street life |
| My life, my life, my life, my life |
| Street life |
| You can live, you can die, you can stride, you can try |
| Street life |
| My life, my life, my life, my life |
| Street life |
| You can live, die, and stride in the street life |
| Sun is beaming hot |
| Another day up in my neighborhood |
| I’m riding low, yeah you know just like a player should |
| I see my primo on the corner buying tacos |
| I say what’s up, he turned around and he said what’s up vato |
| Nada mas, hey what time do them Lakers play |
| At 7:30 and you know that we getting paid |
| My baby’s mother keeps on blowing up my pager |
| I called her back and told her that I would be by there later |
| But what’s up with the girls at the parking lot |
| Looking firme with them mouths around them lolipops |
| Shoot my game and then it’s on to the next block |
| It’s ODM, I be that player and I’m living the… |
| Street life |
| My life, my life, my life, my life |
| Street life |
| You can live, you can die, you can stride, you can try |
| Can’t get enough of my street life |
| My life, my life, my life, my life |
| Street life |
| You can live, die, and stride in the street life |
| Street life |
| Paper chasing, got to hustle, it’s a struggle |
| Making major moves and California trying to bubble |
| Twenty inches spinning, I’m grinning cause I’m winning |
| And if you didn’t know we have it stacked, it’s the beginning |
| From the east of my town |
| To the west side of your world |
| Just brewing through your streets for men, women, boys and girls |
| Player, player like street knowledge straight game |
| Keeping it real for the hood and a damn thing change |
| Boss bolling, top dropping, hot siding |
| Regulating, penetrating, gang hood riding |
| Federal, imperial gang, spinning cleanery |
| I’m the man, I’ll hook you up with that remedy |
| Everybody’s looking for sunshine but rainy days |
| Seem to hit it small often in a major way |
| Bullets flying, players dying in their saw bed |
| Street life in a mind of a mad man |
| Street life |
| My life, my life, my life, my life |
| Street life |
| You can live, you can die, you can stride, you can try |
| Can’t get enough of my street life |
| My life, my life, my life, my life |
| Street life |
| You can live, die, and stride in the street life |
| Street life |
| Street life |
| Street life |
| Street life |
| You can live, die, and stride in the street life |