Streetlife Lyrics - Singles - La The Darkman

[verse one: Daz] 

I come outta the dungeon, straight blastin' 

Flashin' the cash and on niggas who be askin' 

Taggin' up the wall, ballin' down a hall from the Pound, straight Dogg 

No flaws, no jaws, I'll break yo jaw, represent the paw 

What you seein' is what you never, ever, ever saw 

What it means? Daz Dilly, Mr. Dillinger killin' ya, spittin' out ya guts 

Make y'all niggas straight grab ya nuts 

Tell me, holla at me, you real gangsta in khakis and Chucks 

Ever since then, I was known not to give a fuck 

You know when it's hard to touch 

You getcha weapons witcha, get back, you will get clucked 

I ain't. pullin' no triggas, ya soul make ya heart and soul 

Mind delivery, ya flakin' and perpetratin' and rock it up to flagrant 

All ya niggas get down, I'll straight take ya 

Livio and Mr. Bad Azz, Daz is a straight rider 

All y'all niggas, get inside ya 

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[chorus: Daz & Livio] 

It's just the street life, that's how we live as a kid 

Hoes and drop-top Benz, havin' major ends 

It's just the street life, that's how we live as a kid 

Hoes and drop-top Benz, havin' major ends 

It's just the street life, that's how we live as a kid 

Hoes and drop-top Benz, havin' major ends 

It's just the street life, street life, street life 

Play fights, fist fights, street life, c'mon 

[verse two] 

[Livio] 

I'm changin' the whole game, I'm doin' my own thang 

Addictive as cocaine and flamin' wit propane 

Got to bang Pak Pros, use my muscle and mind 

I got to get that dough, got to hustle and grind, shine! 

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[Bad Azz] 

Once in the life of. Mr. Bad 

We ain't trippin' bout nothin', nigga, getcha cash 

C'mon, here we go, let's go, Livio 

Bad Azz smash, gotta getcha cash 

Roll up big chronic blunts wit hash 

And we gone be up all on 'em, get in they ass 

Tell 'em we ain't trippin', girl, I don't love ya 

I'm a jump under the cover, put. a couple rubbers 

On my dick, slick, yeah, you need to pick 

Up, mo' dough next time you roll 

Y'all niggas is whack, we ain't comin' back 

To the spot no mo', kick dust, and we go 

Yes, yes, y'all, old school like Schoolie D 

Ain't none of y'all whack niggas foolin' me 

[Livio] 

You ain't that hot, I'll throw you behind me like a backdrop 

What! Serve you like a fat rock off the crack spot 

I'm Livio, I bring the truth up outta you like Mattlock 

Play wit my cash, my niggas flash like a snapshot 

[Bad Azz] 

We the D-P-G on the end 

Gangsta y'all, nigga, we'll 'C' at the end 

And y'all niggas ain't trippin' bout nothin' 

Cause if y'all is. we gone get to bustin' 

Rrrr, skirt out, get away from haters and 

Get money, live life like players 

Look, Mr. B-A-D got the smash 

Nigga, we ain't trippin', I gotcha ass 

I'm L-L-G, till I go 

We ain't givin' a fuck, nigga, will I blow? You know 

[chorus] 

[verse three: Livio] 

On your mark, get set, go! Hold on tight, don't let go 

I bring like to Pak Pros, I grab mics and explode 

When I get in direct mode and I'm sippin' the X-O 

Representin' the West Coast and ya gettin' ya chest blown 

Ya moves are miniature, I'm Livio, my styles are sinister 

I don't bite, I'll hit ya if our sounds are similiar 

I'm fast as twelve cylinders, R.A.W. like Daz Dillinger 

Niggas wanna be me, they even forge my damn signature 

When I spit at ya, that's the end of the game 

My vocals travel through ya ears and get into ya brain 

So if you thinkin' bout testin' us, I'm tellin' ya, think again 

It'll get ten times worse if I decide to drink again 

You can sink or swim, ya too tall or too small 

I represent Westside and move more shit than U-Haul 

I'm known to tease dickheads and leave 'em wit blue balls 

Pick quick, you a bitch wit a dick like Ru Paul 

Come and spit it in ya ear, you can ask Ras Kass 

My business is personal like that nigga, Bad Azz 

So just. watch ya watch and know when it's time to go 

I kick this shit for my niggas, I never rhyme for hoes 

So what it be like, nigga, I'm still dodgin' these three strikes 

I check niggas like G-Nikes and I live that street life, uh!