Street Fame Lyrics - Singles - Thug Life

(Macadoshis) 

It was a dope spot from y'all 

One on one strappin' 

That's the way it was when the four of us was strappin' 

I'm a f**kin' class from the Gs in the hood 

Puttin' worth, did some dirt 

Now a snitch never would 

Blowin' fat jag blunts with my nigga P 

Growin' up 

Time comin' back sippin Henessey 

We said we seniors are old 

And I felt like a god man bitch 

And i had my pickup '85 bitch 

And my family was known to be great 

See Syke Moore representin' no matter who sets it on 

Street power 

Why you niggas flip and you thug shit 

I be by my motherf**kin' grip 

Numba nos 

Cause we three million minds 

Remember that 

Damn its a shame 

But still I'm in the game 

I'm tryin to get street fame 

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(chorus) 

(Syke) 

Don't blame my mama 

Don't blame my daddy 

I know they wish they never had me 

In and out of jail by 12 

Failing out of school 

Cause I was livin' by the street rules 

Hangin with hoes 

Droppin dawgs as a little loot 

I was gettin my respect but i was still rude 

Into the game and slang 

Into the cocaine 

With 'em double ups 

We slangin them whole things 

Hey I just told my mail man 

You hangin like a bail 

And even with no proof they gonna put me in jail 

Everbody says he's sold and I'm outta control 

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Motherf**kers gossip and I still roll 

Bitches want my cash on my dash on my pac-vit 

They wouldn't know a motherf**ker if he didn't have shit 

So while I'm ballin and kickin up dust 

Get your score fresh 

Bitch made niggas know not to f**k with us 

Cause I'm livin on the edge 

I'm blastin lead 

Wanted by the feds they got to take me dead 

So f**k it try to work it in the inner city 

In the land of no pity 

I made it by the street fame 

(chorus) 

(Rated R) 

Super storm made it by street fame 

I had to make some people feel the pain 

In this dirty game 

I know I'm on my way to hell 

Hey yo gather it up for all the niggas that have been smoked 

The hood that took me under 

A nigga gots the heart 

Don't get it twisted cause I'm mad with my homey's score 

I kill for my niggas, my niggas kill for me 

That's the love you get from your drug for you pootie 

It works, see? 

I'm a G 

Would a gang of niggas have to reach and appeal me 

Cause I smoked their homey 

Well don't feel proud 

Cause around here thats what makes it worse 

I smoke blunts all day to keep my mind off them 

They don't stop 

Through my casket drop-top let me ride 

All i want is Shatmo 

He's a god 

And it don't matter if a rapper plays 

Cause I cought the back of some minds 

F**k the fame 

(chorus)... 

(fade out)