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