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Chase And Status Street Life

wreck Like that, yeah, ha ha ha And we out y'all, and we out y'all And we out y'all, and we out y'all And we out y'all...

it, put your ass into it Put your back into it Put your ass into it Tic-tic-boom, hear me banging down these back streets Bumpin' Blackstreet, treated like an athlete Life

and we would both rule, forever, And I would never feel pain and never be without pleasure, ever, again And if the rain stops, And everything's

was sworn in like a true Mason (yeah) Tables turned, left the youth engaged and learned Thoughts raised concern just like blunts made to burn I play this life, homey besides on the status

How I keep from goin' under And ever since I was a tar face baby watchin' Scarface I dreamed of guns and tons of coke on a car chase A fat connect with

killas on my team, (soldiers) And I'm hangin with the shocker and the ice cream Beware, my mental status is flawed, (crazy) Start bangin and muthafuckas

was sworn in like a true Mason (yeah) Tables turned, left the youth engaged and learned Thoughts raised concern just like blunts made to burn I play this life, homey besides on the status

fill the void And recollect the word of a vet once put me down With be about your paper mack and watch The folks you clown with, life's a hustle, have

. Toi] Put your back into it [Ice Cube] Put your ass into it [Ice Cube] Tic-tic-boom Hear me banging down these back streets Bumpin' Blackstreet, fiending like an athlete Life