[Intro: Val Young & Prince Ital Joe]
Don't let this street life get ya down
Don't let this street life run you around
Don't let this street life get ya down
Don't let this street life run you around
[Chorus: Snoop Doggy Dogg & Val Young]
Since I was young I grew up in the street life
Times get hard for a gangsta in the street life
Ain't no tellin' what my life might be like
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
Ain't no tellin' what my life might be like
Growin' up in the street life
[Verse 1: Snoop Doggy Dogg]
You can't tell me shit about them streets homie
I done seen it and done it, don' live the real from the phonies, out for the money
Homies maintain they composure, since kids we was only sellin' dope by the boulders
Now I'ma scold a motherfucker for the chips, when I dip to trip on G.P., straight for D.P., flip the script
Came up quick and got some riders who got my back
Snoop Corleone, I'm always down to jack
I jack for instant [?], talkin' walk the walk
Niggas who oppose automatically get stomped
Terrorizing the neighborhood niggas gainin', they grab me
[?] and Daz, mashin' for the set
Rest in peace to deceased homeboys who ain't alive
Street life took him over now he's forced to ride
Slippin' and slidin', bouncin' countin' my ends to be straight
Cause times is rough for these days niggas is crazy, but the fear is much greater, the innovator, dominator, soul creator, out for the papers!
Don't let this street life get ya down
Don't let this street life run you around
Don't let this street life get ya down
Don't let this street life run you around
[Chorus: Snoop Doggy Dogg & Val Young]
Since I was young I grew up in the street life
Times get hard for a gangsta in the street life
Ain't no tellin' what my life might be like
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
Ain't no tellin' what my life might be like
Growin' up in the street life
[Verse 1: Snoop Doggy Dogg]
You can't tell me shit about them streets homie
I done seen it and done it, don' live the real from the phonies, out for the money
Homies maintain they composure, since kids we was only sellin' dope by the boulders
Now I'ma scold a motherfucker for the chips, when I dip to trip on G.P., straight for D.P., flip the script
Came up quick and got some riders who got my back
Snoop Corleone, I'm always down to jack
I jack for instant [?], talkin' walk the walk
Niggas who oppose automatically get stomped
Terrorizing the neighborhood niggas gainin', they grab me
[?] and Daz, mashin' for the set
Rest in peace to deceased homeboys who ain't alive
Street life took him over now he's forced to ride
Slippin' and slidin', bouncin' countin' my ends to be straight
Cause times is rough for these days niggas is crazy, but the fear is much greater, the innovator, dominator, soul creator, out for the papers!
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