because you got shit made STREET LIFE! Di house pon di hills wid di pool sittin unda di shade STREET LIFE! Oh Oh the STREET LIFE! Honor that! [Verse
used to dough 5 g's in the street 5 g for a show so when i walk in the club yeah you already know [Sawed-Off:] I'm D-O-P-E BOY fresh i gotta have the
down Turn a crooked-ass frown Upside down Keep heat in my pants Like a STD Ridin' shotgun in V.I.P., SUV I'm S-U-P R-E-M-E Do a driveby in daylight like
on their own, some nights blown Some of them method to blow chrome, a common home From the P-Now, when P-O keep a tab on your style Seein if your piss
ya mans braids Pussys love Nelly, he made it look cool to wear bandaids I'm blowin on damn haze All of a sudden I'm gased, cause I'm on the radio and
your rearview, lock them doors Beat your hoes and cock ya shit Count your money by the bit and get tru niggaz in your click N-O, L-I, M-I to the T is
cut it after me. [Verse 5: Master P] UGHHH! Chasin houses ride wit me, real niggaz an bitches get high wit me, I live the life of a No Limit soldier
[Intro: 9th Prince] Yo, yeah, yeah I don't even talk to y'all niggas Not on the streets I wanna big up my cousin O.D.B. though Word up, Baby Jesus locked
riddle you I'm tryin' to black out, cos I'll blow your back out Pullin' my axe out, do a M.O.P. mash out With my dreads out, an' I ain't no type of boy
peace, to my man T-Bone You know I ain't forget you Yeah yeah, and I'm.. and I'm.. and I'm.. and I'm.. and I'm OUT!! [echoes]
night!) {hahaaaaa!} Yeah! - You wanna lose your life? {uh!} Money is the key in the street life! (street life!) Yeah! {yup!} - You wanna lose your life
hopin' that, I'll take a bow Want to take my life? Better take it now I'm still alive let me break it down Turn this shit to the O.K. Corral Get to blastin
tice Cause the words I speak is more street than crack and dice I was put here to rap, L.E.S. let me hear the track D.O. know I spit a verse make the
m missin my shit, they think I'm crazy Catch me hittin your lady in my Mercedes Bird on your baby, fuck you I'm keepin it gravy L.O.X. hold the hammers
[C.Kamachi: talking] Yeah, A.O.T.P., come on.... Underground legends......yeh... Yeah Army Of The motherfuckin' Pharaohs What I'm sayin', independent
there wasn't nothing there From my eyes to me ears I got stains and bloody tears [Chorus: Demoz] AOTP, they know we be, O-N T-O-P (Die mother fucker,
