Bugsy Siegel we outlaws forever livin' illegal The street life A yo, the street life is the only life I know Taught to hustle these streets and grind
Перевод: T-Bone. Street Life.
Hook: Don't front, you know we got cha opin kid Don't front, you know we got cha opin kid Don't front, you know we got cha opin kid Don't front, you know
Hook: Don’t front, you know we got cha opin kid Don’t front, you know we got cha opin kid Don’t front, you know we got cha opin kid Don’t front, you know
changing spinners Throw me a bone, I'm just tryin' to raise my litter It made me bitter, eventually made me sicker So when the heat's on we don't get
die So I'm going through life lookin death in the eye These rappers ain't gun slingers They R&B singers G-Unit, come thru with some guerilla niggas Minimum wage ain't
from the sniper! Judy that baby ain't got my eyes, I wonder whose eyes they is, (Those eyes see), Yeah, Judy that baby ain't got my smile, (Ain't got
like barney rubble Cause them mark-ass niggaz don’t want trouble And we ain’t on edge when we do work Police don’t recognize the khakis and the sweatshirts
bean pies Or the bootleg t-shirt of the month With "u can’t touch this" on the front I’m bout to get rich Cause life ain’t nuttin but money and fuck a
Drive down the street can't find the key to my own fucking home I take a walk so i could curse my ass for being dumb I make a right after the arches...
They don't wanna see me shine Don't wanna see me shine Don't wanna see me fly Don't wanna see me ride They don't wanna see me shine Don't wanna see me
can't really make you love me No, no, you know I can't really make you love me, no, no I can't really make you love me I can't really make you love
it's your turn to go? I pray to God that I'm dreaming, I know my family Wouldn't take it, when the doctor said, "He ain't make it" Mom dukes crying,
nice things Can't relate to motherfuckers, who ain't go no cake When you all fucked up and can't get no break When your fake ass friends, don't help
the boy from his home. These are my streets, the only life I've ever known: Who says you can't go home? Who says you can't go home? There's only one
boy but not the boy from his home These are my streets, the only life I've ever known Who says you can't go home? Who says you can't go home? There'
bet One DEA wouldn't roll, we pulled his tongue through his neck Just a message to the rest, don't test Housing developments are built on the bodies Of punks who wouldn't
in Didn't think 4 years down the line, I'd still be breathin And I ain't leavin, so ... Suck yourself! (Suck yourslef!) You don't kill! (You don't kill