NY Streetz

Na Na Not Not Nah {*3X*}

It's Street Life {*3X*}

S to the A, man

Lets get into this shit nigga!

I don't drive a g5 truck but I'm live as a fuck

Had to go to prison for years for me to wisen up

Used to run around and formaldehyde it up

And if we ever bumped heads you pretty much knew you was out of luck

Remember I shot crack-head Reg(gie) in the leg for running off with a mac

even after he gave it back

Nigga this is deeper than rap

Though a lot of niggas say that

Everything that I speak is a fact

Shit, then I shot crackhead Debbie

Talk about domestic abuse this bitch got hit with the desi

Now after Debbie and Reggie I'm ready

for any and everybody that want to test me

Bless me, you're a thug

Kid I shot in the Camelot, your shit was sweet

(?) Until his mans got hit with the heat

Why ain't I just give you shit to critique

Everything you hear me spit to the beat

Shit I did in the street

[Hook: repeat 2X]

You don't want drama

You don't want no beef

You don't want to lose those teeth

(It's street life)

Sucker you could die, quicker than you could live

When you fuckin with the NY Streetz

(Real Street Life)

Sugar Pie Hunny Bear

We gotta get money here

Whether I got to write these raps or stash cracks in my underwear

Whatever yo I don't care

I swear I'll let the lead smoke

Before I'm dead broke

I ain't a Crip, man I'll hit you when your head low

I ain't a blood dog I'll leave your ass red soaked

With life line fluid get right around to it

Tell ya (?) how I killed this nigga, true story

First week it's gonna sell more than you N.O.R.E.

And more than you too, Nas

Cause I had a real body in the trunk, not one but two guys

And I'm gonna get more publicity than 50

And be on UPN more nights a week than Sticky

And I aint gonna be on them so-called platinum

I'ma be on the news niggas stuntin I clapped them

[Hook: repeat 2X]

You don't want drama

You don't want no beef

You don't want to lose those teeth

(It's street life)

Sucker you could die, quicker than you could live

When you fuckin with the NY Streetz

(Real Street Life)

I know they love the kid

More than that other kid

Don't try to act like

You ain't discovered it

Don't make a joke alright

You'll be the butt of it

I act nice

But you know I'm on some gutter shit

I'm thuggin it

My pops wasn't shit

Lord of Rhyme was raised by the government

My God was the judge and shit

Sent me to some juvenile jail with some other young thugs in it.

To me it was like a covenant

They had animal lessons

It was the shit, I was loving it.

I came home with another chip

On my shoulder that was bigger than that other shit

Got heavenly on the drug tip, huggin the script

Only time I used bags was to put slugs in the clip

If you fuck around with Saigon I'm bustin your shit

Fuck with Saigon I'm, bustin, your, shit

[Hook]