Streetlife,yeah,the rhymes I spit,embarass the city get you some ,nigga see
Bible for my guys in the prison, guys in the block for niggas who got swishin’
I pop witha gun,pop with me? crazy, fuck witha punk you gon’ rock with me baby
Uh,it’s the QBC rap megato’z style streetlife you’ll get shot
I still in the gansta lane,still gangsta shit, we project livin’ and I run this shit
Look into my eyes,you talkin’ I’m bluffin’? uh uh
G’s up for the streetlife,believin’,we come through thuggin’
Bang bang,slang bang,smoke too much grass and china whitw wizzy
I like overdose,if money was the d’s,i would die by the overdose
I spit for my cockies,so fuck y’all nigaaz,buck y’all niggas
Ain’t no way you can touch my niggas
MEGATO’Z style ,45 skyline hoboes drive-by,and pussy get tha punch lines
Tryna peep my life,nothing so rap,it’s a real life drama
Yeah uh fumuty fingaz,ghostman streetlife niggas

HOOK
We come around,we come close to
Clanch your fist niggas we about buck you
We let shots get lodge in yo back too
Streetlife,runnin’ this shit
We come around,we come close to
Clanch your fist niggas we about buck you
We let shots get lodge in yo back too
Streetlife,runnin’ this shit
(SKIT)
Verse:2
Eh yoy,45,foe’s line die,niggas, wonder “why”
Cuz street is tough, I draw by the ghetto
And punk don’t fight,hoboes,drive-by,and pussy get tha punch lines
My mind got a nena to get yah jaws drappin’ cuz I dream a borin’ streetlife like in N.Y.C
You ain’t believin’,believin’ when I’m ballin’
Fuck like me if you wanna shine like me
Don’t mess wit me if you wanna bang like me
I don’t mind,yoh,i don’t give the fuck about police
I told you MEGATO’Z runni’ this ,QBC,NYC runnin’ this beat
Don’t breez my man ,you’ll get shots round here
My gun and my plastic get you rehab,niggas
We come around,we come close to
Clanch your fist niggas we about buck you

HOOK

SHUT UP TO MY MAN KILLAH’SHEN AKA BLASTA’KILLAH
FUMUTY FINGAZ