Tonart: C# minor•
Intro 1
G#m
C#m
G#m
A
G#m
C#m
G#m
A
G#m
C#m
A
B
G#m
C#m
Verse 1
A
G#m
Here I come, with some of that
E
C#m
OG shit that we spit down here in
Eppa
City
A
B
With booze it's all about they fit
G#m
E
You ready to take a ride
through your head
C#m
While I get you up on game
A
B
ain't nothing change it's all good
G#m
As a matter of fact you
E
better hit the stove up
A
So you can lay back in your trizzay
B
and get toa from the floa
G#m
E
This an all night thing
so prepare to swerve
C#m
A
Cause I expect all of y 'all to
B
G#m
be on perv
And like any of yours
mentally and physically
C#m
And have the full effect
Hennessy
G#m
But you can't never forget the
E
G#m
reason for living that street life
C#m
have to maintain your grip and keep
A
B
your male status up right
G#m
E
G#m
You know the situation, but
C#m
I'ma keep that on the hush
A
B
Locked down in the basement,
G#m
it's all real pain
C#m
A
if you true to the game
B
Then the street life is a must
G#m
Every day it's like I stay on
E
the track with my homies
C#m
Posted up trying to clock
A
B
up that water money
G#m
To stay alive I gotta get the
C#m
It's either this jail or get your
A
B
bill on income up
G#m
Every day it's like I stay on
E
the track with my homies
C#m
Posted up trying to clock
G#m
To stay alive I gotta get the
E
C#m
street life is a must
It's either this, killer,
A
B
get your mouth on me, come on
G#m
It's going on in the hood,
E
where I be at, wherever I go
C#m
A
Fools be wanting to know where's the green at,
B
G#m
it's over on the east side
C#m
E
C#m
Docked in the gut, I ain't gotta say the place,
B
G#m
You see, I don't give a,
E
man, I thought you knew
C#m
Nine times out of ten,
I'm going off some truth
A
B
G#m
E
I can't be no fool, I gots to think like a
G in this game
A
B
In order to maintain and remain to do them same old
G#m
E
activ ities that I be doing every single day
C#m
Whether I'm cooped up in my junks
A
B
or somewhere round the bend
G#m
I gotta stay up on my toes
E
in case my foes try to test
C#m
Cause I'm ready and willing to
G#m
Yeah I bet if you step you'll get
E
G#m
handled with the quickness
C#m
I'm up on game so you know I'm
A
B
handling my business
G#m
I can't help being the way
E
G#m
I am I love the game so much
C#m
I thought you fools knew that
A
B
the street life is a must
G#m
Every day it's like I stay in
E
the track with my homies
C#m
Posted up trying to clock
A
B
up half a lot of money
G#m
To stay alive I gotta get the
E
street life cause I must
C#m
Into the dish chiller,
A
B
get your melo and come up
G#m
Every day it's like I stay on
E
the track with my homies
C#m
Posted up, trying to clock
A
B
up at bottom money
E
I gotta get the street life if I must
C#m
Into the dish chiller,
A
get your melo and come up
G#m
I gotta mcmill, I gotta mcmill
E
G#m
I might as well,
C#m
why ain't trippin' up?
A
B
No perpetratin' fools, that ain't real
G#m
Cause a cheese man can serve
E
It's the earnin' game, respect
C#m
You see, I sticks to the script
A
B
That's why I'm clockin' drip
G#m
The street life is a must
E
I thought you fools knew that
C#m
The game is to be shown
A
not told, but busters do that
G#m
This is that realness,
C#m
GP
You gots to be wise to sur
A
B
vive on these streets
G#m
Cause since me, it's mandatory
E
G#m
In the ghetto,
C#m
you can either roll with brush
A
B
Or be on that other level
G#m
You see, I stay soulless
G#m
own
C#m
No matter where you go,
A
G#m
E
G like me spends a lot of time getting
by
C#m
Coming up while all other
A
B
fools fall behind
G#m
E
See, I'm addicted, I love the game so much I
C#m
A
gots to stay up so the street life isn't
B
G#m
Every day it's like I stay in
E
the track with my homies
C#m
A
Posted up tronic like I'm
Fat
G#m
To stay alive I gotta get the
C#m
It's either this jail or get your
A
B
fellow income up
G#m
Every day it's like I stay in
E
the track with my homies
C#m
A
Posted up tronic like I'm
Fat
Guatemala
G#m
To stay alive I gotta get the
C#m
It's either this jail or get your
A
B
fellow income up
G#m
Every day it's like I stay in
E
the track with my homies
C#m
A
Posted up tronic like I'm
Fat
E
I gotta get this street life is a must
C#m
It's either this, chill,
A
B
or get your melo and come up
G#m
Every day it's like I stay in
E
the track with my homies
C#m
A
B
Posted up, chronic, like a fat pot of money
G#m
To stay alive, I gotta get this street life is a
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