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M O P Street Life

because you got shit made STREET LIFE! Di house pon di hills wid di pool sittin unda di shade STREET LIFE! Oh Oh the STREET LIFE! Honor that! [Verse

i'm like uh huh they like u wanna go back to jail i'm likeuhhuh stay with the apes and co's i'm like uh huh i like to clap gats but my p.o. like uh huh

they a thug, then thug to death (uh-huh) Cause the P gonna squeeze 'til no slugs is left (what) You know I'm good with a hundred of 'dro, gun and an O

town before. It's like you got this... re-upholstered or something. What the f-ck happened? Who, who the fuck got your p-ssy all re-upholstered? (Yeezy re-upholstered my p

'mon) We still here (Bring the fire along, c'mon) It's star time (Bad Boy, M.O.P., Busta Rhymes) Motherfuckers Yeah, c'mon [P. Diddy] I'm the definition

enemy, it ain't the family Not 1-11, try L.A.P.D. They gotta understand, they beat on a blackman There's gonna be drama, know what I'm sayin'? And if

life (Malice verse 2) R-E-U-P-G-A-N-G Word on the street girlfriend, he's stingy Yeah, rare like Da Vinci, collars to the ceiling I'm dreaming,

I'm a let a nigga know You know what I'm sayin', just right off the bat I gives a fuck about no nigga Don't be no corvie ass nigga I'm tryin' to tell

' stacks I'm dubble parked for the train Even your moms know my name I be the d into the m and the m into the g And I bring the b-o-m-b-? Nigga Chorus