Street Life chords by Custom Made

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Verse 1
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High off cocaine
with cold trained bulls
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Blood, lungs in my chest
and hell -smoked in my dome
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Dreamin' of  the day
when all troubles passed of away
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Chronic clouds seem like heaven
what a fabulous place
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My brown eyes see the killings of many,
my feelings is empty
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My enemies are villains
that I trapped in their ways
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My death is to come,
in the palm of a lost neighbor
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So I'm waitin' for a knock on my door
like Sean Taylor
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Could I   suffer the fate
that many come to relate?
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Tuck in your chain
and catch a slug in your
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Singin' soul higher than planes,
12 -hour flights on my wrist
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My wife  don't even like what I spit,
a foul tongue
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My trigger,   ya makes a voice
that travels throughout slums
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Knowin' that peace in these outer limits
The foulest hitmen surround
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in' these county districts
With bounties for lousy infants,
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where anything is probable
Pain is psychological,
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women accept abortion
Stealin' babies out the hospital,
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world apocalypse
Filled with empty dreams
and broken promises
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Firearms in the arms
of heartless men
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with crooked offices
Aimin' shots, bustin' off
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with no flaws or confidence
But no flaws or confidence
Street life, street fights under lights
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Tonight, five fights
when you lose your life
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Street life, where we live for the shit
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Keep it live on the strip,
stay focused on shit
Em 
Street life, gotta hold your own
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Stay strong,
they don't really want you home
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Street life, running home with a clone
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Make one   false move
and your face get blown
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The club's a new breed and ground
for me to infound
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Ask niggas that's quick
to put they fingers to pounds
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Big money and chips is
the reason we clown
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For the paper with the big scrape,
we'll leave it to crown
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Fig neighbors with the street swapers
easin' in town
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Put your drink down,
women still leakin' it loud
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Rumors peakin' on the weekend,
why they leak in your mouth?
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NBA niggas gettin' robbed,
pleadin' for Ralph
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Officer pals to try to get their
pot for the Ralphs
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Pockets are now the NBA,
the cockiest crowd
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Gotta hire big -body guards
for blockin' your child
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Pulled out of public school
just for droppin' a vow
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Grow to be a weenie,
so who's really sockin' you now?
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The same kids  that been ridin' since gals,
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can't stop for the en  do
Got locked on the shawl,
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all because y dumb  niggas
wanted pussy pops on your window
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Dirty blockheads,
I was watchin' for Kimbo
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from the sides that you lie
that you been through
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Yeah, street life,
street fights under lights tonight
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Find  fights where you lose your life,
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street life
Where we live for the shit,
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keep it live on the strip,
stay focused on shit
Em 
Street life, gotta hold your own,
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stay strong,
they don't really want you home
Em 
Street life, running ho in the chrome
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Make one   false move and your
face get blown
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Too many cats wanna be west coast
and copy styles
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Mentality all mapped out, they tryna wow
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I feel it, but why everybody gotta steal it
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And act   like they kingpin,
respect to the realest
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Some vets tryna lock the game,
I cock and aim
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Right up in they face,
don't stop the frame
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Fuck the fame,
I really just want the change
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And if I can't get that,
I don't need the games
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Since high school,
been putting it down,
but we was kids
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Graduated to death,
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in heavy bins, some of my friends
Livin' like dead end,
others up in the pen,
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it's harder to bend
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Snatch ends, tryin' to live,
this rap shit like a snake pit
Who's dyin' to swim,
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hold myself on the strength
of my kin
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Murdoch and Rockefeller
tryin' to send
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Holdin' us    for ransom,
we ain't havin' it, kid
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We don't need no Ameros,
my face changed to Peros
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You Meros, one world order,
we don't hear you
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They chippin' your kin,
stick and dig to your bitch
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If y 'all believe that,
then y 'all stupid as shit
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North America Union cause
they in it for bread
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Take shots at the president's head,
leave him for dead
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Street life, street fights
under lights tonight
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Five  fights where you lose your life
Em 
Street life, where we live for the shit
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Keep it live on the strip,
stay focused on shit
Em 
Street life, gotta hold your own
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Stay strong,
they don't really want you on
Em 
Street life, where they ho in the chrome
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Make one   false move and your
face get blown
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