“Streets” Lyrics
HOOK
Niggas don't want beef,but wanna eat in dese streets
Niggas kill for that money,jst to live in dese streets
I tell ma niggas,hold up,we gon' really cash out
Steady smoking blunts up,'till a nigga passout
(We'gon make that money fast, so we 'gon take that fast route")
Lil Ace (1st verse)
I said we started off slow,then we made it to the top
I layed a couple niggas down,den they piled up like blocks
Niggas say 'dey really real,but they really hang wit opps
I made shots,i sent shots,now im 'laxxin stack guap
Dese niggas fold,under pressure,can't hang wit dese streets
On the rush,for 'dis money,but they stay getting beat
Tensions rising,streets hot,niggas really feel that heat
Shots fired,cops tired,mamas crying on 'dey knees
Nigga killt,half-asleep,caught lackin,just a dream
Fiends screamin',thots fienin',sipp purple,keep leanin
Keep dreamin,if you really think you made some fuckin paper
Shooters dial number 2,call em' up, for a favor
Neva fucked wit no squares,street smart,and we major
Thot bitch a sweet lick,so we took her,and we taste her
I said this life is a bitch,and her cousins name is danger
Ma nigga zae kill shit,i come through,clean it later,real shit
(HOOK)
Niggas don't want beef,but wanna eat in dese streets
Niggas kill for that money,jst to live in dese streets
I tell ma niggas,hold up,we gon' really cash out
Steady smoking blunts up,'till a nigga passout
(We'gon make that money fast, so we 'gon take that fast route")
Lil Ace (1st verse)
I said we started off slow,then we made it to the top
I layed a couple niggas down,den they piled up like blocks
Niggas say 'dey really real,but they really hang wit opps
I made shots,i sent shots,now im 'laxxin stack guap
Dese niggas fold,under pressure,can't hang wit dese streets
On the rush,for 'dis money,but they stay getting beat
Tensions rising,streets hot,niggas really feel that heat
Shots fired,cops tired,mamas crying on 'dey knees
Nigga killt,half-asleep,caught lackin,just a dream
Fiends screamin',thots fienin',sipp purple,keep leanin
Keep dreamin,if you really think you made some fuckin paper
Shooters dial number 2,call em' up, for a favor
Neva fucked wit no squares,street smart,and we major
Thot bitch a sweet lick,so we took her,and we taste her
I said this life is a bitch,and her cousins name is danger
Ma nigga zae kill shit,i come through,clean it later,real shit
(HOOK)
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Song about the streets of my city…struggle to get money and tryna dodge haters and fake hoes everywhere you go….lifes a bitch and you gotta deal wit it
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