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TruDat SixHunnid - Street Life Lyrics



TruDat SixHunnid - Street Life Lyrics




I don't give a fuq bout you him her and how ya feel
I am a ticking time bomb
Can't push a button n make me chill
I am a riot
Fuq it get dumb go violet
Niggahz be quite dead witness don't testify
I high as kite I fell asleep on the flight
I was getting some head after getting some bread
Niggah tell no lie and I don't tell everybody where I live
Bitch I pop pills when I feel
Yea I'm feeling how I feel
I ain't signing no deals less I put my name by a mill
Dropped a couple bands in my mouth so my smile on chill
Get it how I live
Gotta killer stick n move
Can't nobody do it how I do it when I do it something oooouuu
I ain't gotta say allot boi you can tell how I move
Gz move in Shhh idk about you
All dat loud talk Getcha whole lotta bullets
We a whole lotta stupid be awhole lotta funerals
A whole lotta coverage but we ain't making no newz

Dey wanna pop shit till it's real now everybody wants talk it out
Catchem slipping inside now everybody wanna walk it out
Hold em Hold em Hold em swiss cheese e now dey can chalk it out
Anybody can live dat street life how many gone Make it out

Dey say im talking wreckless
I say dey talking checkless
Ya feeling disrespected come and catch some rec
When ya wife can't fuq she still come gimmie neck
Come geh it chere ugh ugh ugh ugh sauce dripping
Dats money in hand fa bands on bands
Dat chopper be dancing Michael Jackson,uzi vert, Patrick swayze
I been feeling crazy
Since mama died
I been feeling dangerous
Can't nobody keep me calm and bitch everyday is birthday
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I don't give a fuq bout you him her and how ya feel
I am a ticking time bomb
Can't push a button n make me chill
I am a riot
Fuq it get dumb go violet
Niggahz be quite dead witness don't testify
I high as kite I fell asleep on the flight
I was getting some head after getting some bread
Niggah tell no lie and I don't tell everybody where I live
Bitch I pop pills when I feel
Yea I'm feeling how I feel
I ain't signing no deals less I put my name by a mill
Dropped a couple bands in my mouth so my smile on chill
Get it how I live
Gotta killer stick n move
Can't nobody do it how I do it when I do it something oooouuu
I ain't gotta say allot boi you can tell how I move
Gz move in Shhh idk about you
All dat loud talk Getcha whole lotta bullets
We a whole lotta stupid be awhole lotta funerals
A whole lotta coverage but we ain't making no newz

Dey wanna pop shit till it's real now everybody wants talk it out
Catchem slipping inside now everybody wanna walk it out
Hold em Hold em Hold em swiss cheese e now dey can chalk it out
Anybody can live dat street life how many gone Make it out

Dey say im talking wreckless
I say dey talking checkless
Ya feeling disrespected come and catch some rec
When ya wife can't fuq she still come gimmie neck
Come geh it chere ugh ugh ugh ugh sauce dripping
Dats money in hand fa bands on bands
Dat chopper be dancing Michael Jackson,uzi vert, Patrick swayze
I been feeling crazy
Since mama died
I been feeling dangerous
Can't nobody keep me calm and bitch everyday is birthday
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Writer: zane jenkins
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




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Performed By: TruDat SixHunnid
Length: 2:52
Written by: zane jenkins
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