Street Life - Spice 1, Nawfside Outlaw

You don’t understand the street life

You ain’t 'bout the shit and we don’t fuck with yo' type

Get the fuck up out my shit 'cause this is real life

Real life, real life, street life

Do you know who the hell you talkin' to, yeah, I don’t give a damn about offin'

you

Nigga I’m so hood, that I’m watchin' you

Get the fuck up out my shit 'cause this is real life

Real life, Real life, street life

You don’t understand, we don’t fuck around

When I rather be playin' nigga this street loft better be grand

Bury, a mothafucka that say it ain’t payin'

Mr. Bossalini, the ridah, keepin' the strap on the side

Runnin' up on a mothafucka re-ready to fire (Blaow!)

Bet you mothafuckas ready to die (Blaow!)

Bet you mothafuckas ready to die

See I’m with a lot of negative guy

I’m just tryna get money and stack it up to the sky

Tryna put the bullshit aside

I think about what kind of candy to p-put on my ride

Blue, red, yellow, green

Ridin' with the chop down

Gucci’d up interior

Sittin' hella clean now

Murder my foes, tags on toes

Niggas ain’t knowin' about the highs and the lows

The wills and wants, the do’s and the don’ts

He’s a gangsta it’s in his bones

He can delete you with on the phones

Patch twenty niggas went up in yo home

He don’t care, be right there

Man you can look, but please don’t stare

You don’t understand the street life

You ain’t 'bout the shit and we don’t fuck with yo' type

Get the fuck up out my shit 'cause this is real life

Real life, real life, street life

Do you know who the hell you talkin' to, yeah, I don’t give a damn about offin'

you

Nigga I’m so hood, that I’m watchin' you

Get the fuck up out my shit 'cause this is real life

Real life, Real life, street life

Y’all nigga move that dough (That dough) Hennessy I’m al redo

I spot a mothafucka used to before I pull up the burner and let go (Blu,

blu bluw!)

You can ask some niggas and they know, the uzi come with the potato

Tornado, play though, 'cause you could easily get hit with the K though (Blaow!)

You don’t wanna get yourself caught up in my whirlwind

'Cause I’ll be keepin' this shit poppin' til the world end

Do you know who the hell you talkin' to

Nigga I don’t give a damn about offin' you

Nigga I’m so hood that I’m watchin' you

Way from Iraq, I’m a target to

My niggas in the hood that’ll wish you would

Get outta line I’ma be the first to k

No you never heard a ride quite like mine

Represent the North side, it’s war time

And I’ll never change, I’ll be goin' up a street called shady lane

Everybody know where the gangstas hang

Who you tryna bang, what you gotta see the blood or the crip

Or we all the same, rearranged, it’s all about the street

You don’t understand the street life

You ain’t 'bout the shit and we don’t fuck with yo' type

Get the fuck up out my shit 'cause this is real life

Real life, real life, street life

Do you know who the hell you talkin' to, yeah, I don’t give a damn about offin'

you

Nigga I’m so hood, that I’m watchin' you

Get the fuck up out my shit 'cause this is real life

Real life, Real life, street life

You don’t understand the street life

You ain’t 'bout the shit and we don’t fuck with yo' type

Get the fuck up out my shit 'cause this is real life

Real life, real life, street life

Do you know who the hell you talkin' to, yeah, I don’t give a damn about offin'

you

Nigga I’m so hood, that I’m watchin' you

Get the fuck up out my shit 'cause this is real life

Real life, Real life, street life