Street Life

[Intro: AZ]

Yea Devine Intervention

Miliato, Begetz, AZ

Quiet Money Presents

[Verse 1: Half-A-Mil]

Now the twin towers done blew up

Niggas seen the footage and threw up

I got platinum bullets for y'all to chew up

Mil-latin the dog done grew up

Is it still Manhatten, I speak street slang arab-a-latin

My gunz speak rat-a-ta-in, understand my lingo

I'm from Albany Afganistan

Fuck Chris Cringo and Christopher Columbus

I'll shoot scud missles through his kango and spray Z-gas

On ya faggot ass, Allahu Akbar, make 767's crash

Smack Jesus Christ and smoke a half a pound of hash

I keep a half a pound of cash, I thought I told you cats

I'm not a rapper, rock a G on my chest that stands for God

Fuck Dan, I'm dapper, prada from head to toe

Dollars, cherries in the moe, you fake ass pimps, get my chips

So I'm burying you and your hoes

I plant plutonium bombs after each and every show

So every artist you sign is guaranteed to blow

I'm guaranteed to flow, puffing that magic weed

Knowledge itself, nigga, that's what you need

So fuck you and those crabs that you feed, tell 'em holla at me

[Hook: AZ]

New York, New York with blood in your ice

Put numbers on your head, killa, name your price

We gets love where ever we go

'Cause the street life is all we know, it's all we know

New York, New York with blood in your ice

Put numbers on your head, killa, name your price

We gets love where ever we go

'Cause the street life is all we know, it's all we know

[Verse 2: Begetz]

I work for a quarter million in dope, a million dollars in cash

1.5 under the bathroom stash, put that little ass gun away, nigga

Step up your murder game, still fucking with weed

Step up to heroine, Cardiay diamond links no more gold chains

Vertical doors, candy paint, and woodgrain

I'm the one to watch niggas don't cover your eyes

So many eyes on my watch got 'em hypnotized

Fuckin' with hustlers, ballin' like rap niggas

Throwin money in the air screemin I ain't gotta rap niggas

The nine M&M ain't sweet like candy

Got mines on me, front row with a Grammy

Slugs on the left and lust on the right

Fuck an award, boo, we'll take you home tonight

Milli gates in the spyder with the glass roof

Damn near crashed in valet off that over proofed shit, we drunk

[Hook: AZ]

New York, New York with blood in your ice

Put numbers on your head, killa, name your price

We gets love where ever we go

'Cause the street life is all we know, it's all we know

New York, New York with blood in your ice

Put numbers on your head, killa, name your price

We gets love where ever we go

'Cause the street life is all we know, it's all we know

[Verse 3: AZ]

I got one son, two guns, a couple of cribs

Just tryin to live, fuck gettin stuck with a bid

Niggas I fuck with now, used to fuck with his kids

Slim dude, food never stuck to my ribs

Been tried on occasions, I lie with persuasion

Hustled out of town, nearly died in a Days Inn

Breezed on a turnpike, received then returned kites

Cold D to O.G homie nigga earn strikes

Burnt mics, left 'em there to sizzle for shizzle

You know the dizzle my nizzle, I'm so visual

All jewels tiz you paid dues true to the grizzle

Blew a few mil and still official

B.IG., we still miss you, the game's real fickle

It's two thou' and a nickel, nigga trying to go triple

Until I'm there with you, a wheel chair cripple

It's no secret, I'ma keep it popping like a pistol

[Hook: AZ]

New York, New York with blood in your ice

Put numbers on your head, killa, name your price

We gets love where ever we go

'Cause the street life is all we know, it's all we know

New York, New York with blood in your ice

Put numbers on your head, killa, name your price

We gets love where ever we go

'Cause the street life is all we know, it's all we know

New York, New York with blood in your ice

Put numbers on your head, killa, name your price

We gets love where ever we go

'Cause the street life is all we know, it's all we know

New York, New York with blood in your ice

Put numbers on your head, killa, name your price

We gets love where ever we go

'Cause the street life is all we know, it's all we know