Street Life

[Chorus: Liquid Assassin and Killa C]
It's Grave Plott this is the sound of that street life
We grind 24/7 under the street lights
And when we ride it’s the guns we trust
GP and bossalini you ain't thugs like us
Grave Plott coming with that street life shit
And we carry them tools to erase your whole click
Ridin real thick staying deeper than you
And you better make a path GP's coming through

[Verse 1: Killa C]
Twist your neck back and over your shoulder
Just don’t die yet cause the game ain't over
Grave Plott in the house with that g Spice-1
We got alot of bullets but they always leave the gun
Empty out the clips and reload 'em again
We pickin off everyone that ain't a friend
I'm a dirty thug man thats my stees
If you wanna fuck with me then you'll better bring a g
Quick to pull out and quick to pull back
The first motherfucker to make a trigger snap
I blast when I bust and I bust with a blast
When it comes to men standing I'ma be the last
If the shit ain't right I’ma scatter the lot
And the fire keeps going till everybody stop
I ain’t fucking around I'll put your ass in the ground
If you look into my eyes thats where hell is found

[Chorus: Liquid Assassin and Killa C]
It’s Grave Plott this is the sound of that street life
We grind 24/7 under the street lights
And when we ride it's the guns we trust
GP and bossalini you ain't thugs like us
Grave Plott coming with that street life shit
And we carry them tools to erase your whole click
Ridin real thick staying deeper than you
And you better make a path GP's coming through

[Verse 2: Spice-1]
Now when the moon is full and the clock strikes to 12 hours
Niggas ridin for money .... pussy, pavement and power
They dont wanna see this g bussin
Niggas sufferin with reprucations of a boss rider
Gonna put this hollow inside ya
I’m fire
Never will I let you bitch niggers go get the best of me
Hit em up with them hollows never gave a fuck
Don't be testin me
Grave Plott puttin the plott in the grave
I'm spice with no sugar I'll spill your kool-aid nigga
My crew paid, rollin up with them ......
........... attracted to them thugs.. but ah
All she get is some bubblegum and some dick
Gon let her trick on my treat, my dick is as hard as my clique
Gang ghetto attitude, manipulating the environment
I'm immortilized nigga, ain't no fuckin with time
It's Bossalini ............
Bow down and kiss my pinky ring nigga
And call me sire

[Chorus: Liquid Assassin and Killa C]
It's Grave Plott this is the sound of that street life
We grind 24/7 under the street lights
And when we ride it's the guns we trust
GP and bossalini you ain't thugs like us
Grave Plott coming with that street life shit
And we carry them tools to erase your whole click
Ridin real thick staying deeper than you
And you better make a path GP's coming through

[Verse 3: Liquid Assassin]
I'm from the M-I double N-E-A S-T-P- A-U-L
That's where my boys stay with them k's
We gon chop it down with Spice-1 from the bay
And anybody talking down 6 feet deep is where they lay
I'm the illa killa gorilla cap peela from the pilla
You niggas don't want it with a wig splita who's out to get ya
Hit you with triggas you niggas forfeit your figures
My finger steady itching to grip the clip and deliver
Hollow heads that swallows heads 'n leaves you ballas dead
Put a full clip in your stomach, you want it
Make sure that you hollow fed
No nothing new to this
Feed you bullets like nutrients
With my gun off in the crowd and clapping round
Start to shoot shit
Liquid Assassin who's on a murderous grind
You never heard of a mind quite as disturbing as mine
I got a Glock 9 but it verbally rhymes
But if you really want it I can make sure that you die, come on

[Chorus: Liquid Assassin and Killa C]
It's Grave Plott this is the sound of that street life
We grind 24/7 under the street lights
And when we ride it's the guns we trust
GP and bossalini you ain't thugs like us
Grave Plott coming with that street life shit
And we carry them tools to erase your whole click
Ridin real thick staying deeper than you
And you better make a path GP's coming through