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The street life is the only life I know

I live by the code style it's mad P.L.O.
Iranian thoughts and cover like an Arabian
Grab a nigga on the spot and put
is to blow you can bet she blue
Mic check one, two
How about one, two
P-l-a-y because I don't have a clue
But, when I find out, I'm a show and tell
And you got a people that looks like me
Now a monkey don't have to go down town
And ask for a job and gettin' turned down
I'm mad at me I could smash me
O
Now you add another P, a big skinny L
There's a-one more E an' you got a creature that looks like me
And you got a people that looks like me
Now a monkey don't have to go down town
And ask for a job and gettin' turned down
I'm mad at me I could smash me
some Hatians
She got good head, good brains, good education
I'm drunker than a motherfucker, here's the situation: 1:45 am, the nights broken
By the time
R.I.P we just killed the club
Drank patron out the bottle almost killed a thug
Right now I'm so high I can't feel the drugs
Too many haters in
and it cries to me
P****'s there when I fall asleep
It let's me know that it belongs to me
And I love the way that p**** screams when it tells me I'm so
and it cries to me
P****'s there when I fall asleep
It let's me know that it belongs to me
And I love the way that p**** screams when it tells me I'm so
R.I.P we just killed the club
Drank patron out the bottle almost killed a thug
Right now I'm so high I can't feel the drugs
Too many haters in
R.I.P we just killed the club
Drank patron out the bottle almost killed a thug
Right now I'm so high I can't feel the drugs
Too many haters in
R.I.P we just killed the club
Drank patron out the bottle almost killed a thug
Right now I'm so high I can't feel the drugs
Too many haters in
killa hill
Resident, rest in peace to my nigga Two Cent
The street life is the only life I know
I live by the code style it's mad P.L.O
Iranian thoughts
let me introduce my self
I'm the see to the O-L-D, one eighty seven
Ooh, I heard that the player with the speech
'Cause it's me K-M-G, more flex then
some Hatians
She got good head, good brains, good education
I'm drunker than a motherfucker, here's the situation: 1:45 am, the nights broken
By the time
getting at
Who thinks it's wrong cause I'm splitting and cold-hitting that
Well if you do, that's O.P.P. and you're not down with it
But if you don't,
my mind creep
Deeper than the page of a book let me look
You let me hit the stage, that's when I got my folks hooked like
D.E.E.P. you want to go
him what I've got

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I won't tell you that I love you
Kiss or hug you
'Cause I'm bluffing with my muffin
I'm not lying I'm just stunning
T.S., T.S.A., S.W.A.K
X's and O's who knows what all of that means?

P.P.D.S.P.E.M.R.M.F.O.B.T. must have took
Lots of hours for you to see
What I
I know my favorite records they'll play
It helps me chase all my blues away
When I can hear that dj say that this is station

H.A.P.P.Y.
We plan
won't tell you that I love you
Kiss or hug you
'Cause I'm bluffing with my muffin
I'm not lying I'm just stunning with my love glue gunnin'
Just like
won't tell you that I love you
Kiss or hug you
'Cause I'm bluffing with my muffin
I'm not lying I'm just stunning with my love glue gunnin'
Just like
Push, push, push, 
Push, push, push, push

Feel like I'm gonna burst
Stiff and standing if it hurts
Let the world roll on (it goes by)
Feel
P-I-M-P

Now shorty, she in the club, she dancing for dollars
She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada
That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce
P-I-M-P

Now shorty, she in the club, she dancing for dollars
She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada
That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce