[Snoop]
Hm
Since I was young I grew up in the street life

Times get hard for a gangsta in the street life
See ain't no tellin what my life must be like
As a gangsta growin up in the street life


Since I was young I grew up in the street life
Times get hard for a ^!$$% in the street life

See ain't no tellin what my life might be like
For a ^!$$% growin up in the street life


You can't tell me %#@!, about these streets homie
I done seen it and done it, livin real from the phonies
Out for the money, homies maintain there composure

Since kids we was always sellin dope, by the boulders
Now I'm a scolder mutha$#&@a for the chips
Wanna dip to trip

On G.P. straight for dp.
Flip the script and came equipped
Got some ridahs who got my back

Snoop Corleone, I'm always down to jack
I jack for instant thought, talkin walk the walk
^!$$%s who oppose automatically get stomped

Terrorizing the neighborhood ^!$$%s
Gaining they grab me
Me, Style, Tye and Daz, mashin for the set

Rest in peace to deceased homeboyz who aint alive
Street Life took him over now he forced to ride
Slippin and slidin, bouncin counting my ends

To be straight, times is rough for these dayz
^!$$%s is crazy, but to fear is much greater
The innovator, dominator

Soul creater, out for the papers

[Jewell]

Street life don't you let it get ya down
Street life don't you let it run you around
Street life don't you let it get ya down

Street life don't you let it run you around

[Snoop]

Since I was young I grew up in the street life
Times get hard for a gangsta in the street life
See ain't no tellin what my life must be like

As a gangsta growin up in the street life

Since I was young I grew up in the street life

Times get hard for a ^!$$% in the street life
See ain't no tellin what my life might be like
As a ^!$$% growin up in the street life



[Makaveli]

Haha
Bustin and bailin, thug addicted to drug sellin keys
Got me riskin the street livin, catchin felonies

How many ^!$$%z wanna see me gone?
You playa haterz is (*##$es who hate to see a ^!$$% hold his own
Forever ballin, no never fallin

Live my life as a thug ^!$$%, now can you hear the liquor callin
When we blaze, ^!$$%z is blinded
My competition minimal so I lives a criminal minded, ^!$$%

Can you hear me wave yo' pistols in the sky
Roll a fat-ass blunt, bump this %#@!
I bet'll get you high

They wonder why I'm hard to kill, hard to let it go
How can I have fear?
All my peers live on Death Row (for life)

Don Makaveli, 45, tucked next to my belly
Conversating wit my ^!$$% Dogg, lyrics so deadly
When ya come to get me bring an army

An Outlaw thug mother$#&@er, who can harm me, heh
Bomb these (*##$es, leave the track smokin
Cause real Bad Boy killaz need the gat smokin

Ha ha, open ya eyes and understand this
Murder ain't fair these mother$#&@ers doin scandalous
^!$$%z don't wanna see me hot with my glock @@#!ed
Drinkin on Henn', screamin $#&@ the world this is the end
In the street life


[Snoop + Makaveli]
Since I was young I grew up in the street life
Times get hard for a ^!$$% in the street life
Ain't no tellin what my life might see like

As a gangsta growin up in the street life

Since I was young I grew up in the street life
Times get hard for a gangsta in the street life
See ain't no tellin what my life might be like

As a gangsta growin up in the street life

Ain't no tellin what we all might be like
In the land of the lost of the street life
Ain't no tellin what we all might be like

In the land of the lost of the street life

What it C like, what it B like
Hm, growin up in the street life
What it C like, what it B like
Growin up in the street life


We on the eastside, we on the eastcoast, ^!$$%
You fin that one hard

What it C like, what it might B like
Growin up in the street life
What it B like, what it C like


Aint no G up in my future, ^!$$%
Ain't no G up in my future