Lyrics:
down the street where BIG got shot
I hunt you
And the very next day where Pac met his fate
It's how we live our life, surrounded by Che
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Where
you're hot get bice and bice
On your jewel to cop a Bens
20 inch chrome, the shoes, I got nothin' to lose but everything to live for
Thoroughbred demand
quarter, and no quarter do we give
We're right down the street from the street where you live
They mutilated his body and they took out his brain
What
it's worth I got the right net
Sittin' here excited by some shit that ain't write yet
No regret, live by a code you don't know 'bout
Y'all niggas
no weapons you live professin
Next in line
Parental discretion advised
These explicit, street linguistics
Betta than yo momma biscuits
We bombshellin
I
a street of passion
Where fools are kings.
I finally gave up trying to live that myth
To straighten up the mess I left her with
You know I thought she'd
Gun is Cocked and Fired
I'm King News and I come
To you with the truth
The mean streets took six
More lives overnight
All the result of gang bang
this track take you back to where the fat girl pushed us
And that's very old like Blackberry Bold but the juice
Sweeter than where the party at,
I'm confessing to this vodka this stress will get you popped up
A walk by black pea coat the desert E spit nonstop
Cease ya'll plans I plan to live I
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me
at least a grand
Gold on my neck, my pistols close at hand
I'm a self-made monster of the city streets
Remotely controlled by hard hip-hop beats
But just
their all dead or in jail So now what do you think were gonna do
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Just tryna live out my dreams and leave a legacy they keep killing us in
they drawers
My shorty, she bank a carrot with the four 'cause
If you take us out, the streets will evolve
Some niggaz they live to eat, some niggaz eat
King me
Got to look for private renting
Run and hide
All you cowards can cry
Fuck you
King me
Homeless, with no where to go
For the elite it's gonna be
and cop that
I'll show you where the rock at
Show you where Eazy E and Dr. Dre get shop at
Same place Ronnie King got beat by the cops at;
That was '92,
Yo, baby this beat really got no rhymes to it
But I'ma do it anyway
It's K.I. Money Sign E
I'ma live it up
I'ma live it up
I'ma live it up
I'ma live
Yo, baby this beat really got no rhymes to it
But I'ma do it anyway
It's K.I. Money Sign E
I'ma live it up
I'ma live it up
I'ma live it up
I'ma live
haha
the ghetto's trying to kill me
and if you live to see 95 most of ya'll fools can feel me
come take a ride in my 6-4
I'm not Dr. Dre
to pass so they live a life that lasts get saved by the system or die in these streets is something we had to grasp They say I was different in the past
niggas and thugs
Eye for an eye a tooth for a tooth
Blood for blood coming to a theater near you
It's all love guns for gun streets filled
With rivers
On the mic G, and we are going live
Drop your top, and roll with me
It's the Big Moe, and that E.S.G.
Boys bleeding blocks, on these H-Town streets
Man it's
on the grind, I gotta stay on the grind
If you wanna shine, if you wanna shine
On my grind is where I be, take a tip from M-O-E
I'm a throed G, from the S.U
on the grind, I gotta stay on the grind
If you wanna shine, if you wanna shine
On my grind is where I be, take a tip from M-O-E
I'm a throed G, from the S.U
lay
It's hard to survive nigga or
The high where you stay
I'm important like the Pope
I'm the king of New York
I'm live from South Central
I'm a Muslim
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