Street Life

[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

[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!

[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!