the street life Because there's no place I can go Street life And it's the only life I know Street life And there's a thoundand parts to play Street life
sung Your love will pay your way Beneath the silver moon Street life Street life Street life Oh, street life Oh, street life Yeah, street life Street life Oh, street life
Traduction: BB King. Street Life.
play the street life Because there's no place I can go Street life And it's the only life I know Street life And there's a thoundand parts to play Street life
England Looking tired Just go back from a party, and the Queen leaned out and She said: Aren? you B.B. King? She said: Oh B.B., sometimes it? so
Wake up in my king size bed Girls all around me Eyes all red The true life of a player kid It's nice to wake up to a naked bitch Got the finest clothes
Dunkin, Lil Capp & Frenchie] [Intro & Chorus:] GROVE street, BLOOD we two deep Don't get your ass deep, don't get your ass deep. GROVE street, BLOOD
Hold up Z-Ro the crooked aka king of the ghetto Screwed Up Click soldier for life Know what I'm talking about Mo-City stand up in this motherfucker Know
to the dome If I'm the king why they don't give me my throne [Z-Ro] Living in the passenger side, a way of life We're in cheves today, because the murderers
[Intro] Its your boy chingy Representin the king G.I.B. git it boys Stop hatin' derrty And maybe you can get some in your life playa [chorus] Niggaz
call-az (Bun B) I got one life to live Follow that light that keeps on guidin me Hate-az tryin me Hoes is a-bidein me Media ride me King a the underground So the streets
to be slicka Tryna be cunnin' and quicka Tryna be more than just Another broke ass nigga In this game of life Lose your life in the game Take a life
Marley) One bright mornin when my life is over I will fly away home (Busta Rhymes) Yeah, yeah Fool, fool boy you must fe wan't die Anyhow you try disrespect King
back nicks I don't represent the gun shy Thing about the Street life Homie I live Wear my heart on my sleeve And niggas gotta fear life From the bottom
all my life (yeah) All my life... [Dj Khaled:] (From the streets of New York, Where the streets don't sleep... Shyne get 'em) [Verse 2: Shyne] All my life
they impalas got extreme makeovers Couches covered in plastic, babies all in the street Now wear the wrong color and catch a Rodney King beatdown Kids