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Albums:

Louis & Luis: Louis Armstrong and Luis Russell 1929-1941 (Louis Armstrong) · These Streets [Bonus Tracks] (Paolo Nutini) · If These Streets Could Talk (Just Surrender) · These Wicked Streets (Skull Duggrey) · These Streets (Paolo Nutini) · Before These Crowded Streets (Dave Matthews) · These Streets [Bonus CD] (Paolo Nutini) · These Streets (Paolo Nutini) · This City These Streets (Robin Mark) · Church in These Streets (Monica) – and 90 other albums »


town by any name
Gonna find my afterglow
San Luis Obispo

The difference between delight
And loneliness could be a one way flight
In these San Luis
DJ: Hello?

        Caller: Why do you even pay homage to these people by putting these 
monkies on?

        DJ: Hello? Hello?

        Caller: ...then
around da sole you can't find these in da store
You ain't never seen these high top Luis V checkerboard
Walkin like I'm walkin' on da moon I'mma Louis V
saleries. 
HIP HOP, HIP HOP, HIP HOP
It's in the academies, 
Hauled from the streets of the hood every family
But what if Hip Hop didn't exist?
There wouldn't
the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me

Man I pull up in your city and get my Bush on
Lay down the competition, take
Hey DJ

I never crash and wreck
Yeah best I smash on that
Wit my apparatus in these sacks
We bring the cash in these checks
Gz its easy can you
There is a melody bumpin' in my head
Into my life and into my dream
I see these people jumpin' in the street
And everybody just dance and sing
There is a melody bumpin' in my head
Into my life and into my dream
I see these people jumpin' in the street
And everybody just dance and sing
Baby you were in my 
Dream
We were walking down
The street
Baby I heard in a melody

It's like a blast from the
Past
Let our story take us
There is a melody bumpin' in my head
Into my life and into my dream
I see these people jumpin' in the street
And everybody just dance and sing
There is a melody bumpin' in my head
Into my life and into my dream
I see these people jumpin' in the street
And everybody just dance and sing
[Chorus]
I got bobby by the pound Whitney by the key DJ Screw by the gallon b**** the game belong to me 
I got bobby by the pound Whitney by
war so let's get it on
Plus we maintain, put one in your brain
We keep shit real, DJ Smurf straight thuggin' and knocking out grills man

[Kaine,
the sky when I speak
Gotta valet, can't leave mine in these streets
Can't carpool, the crew is too deep
Why tuck it all in? The jewels are too sweet
You
I walked into the party with no invite
Which one of these hoes am I fuckin tonight?

This ain't my block and ain't my click
But I'm up in here
to know, Bambaataa used to play everybody's shit
I ain't think even cool Herc came out with some ol' bullshit like that
When all the DJ's, back in
I walked into the party with no invite.
Which one of these hoes am I fuckin' tonight?

This ain't my block and ain't my click
But I'm up in here
that's I been do it
Blinded by the gold so I been thru it
Now I gotta little leeway on freeways
Zen Buddhist approach To these dj's

See they don't
the sky when I speak
Gotta valet, can't leave mine in these streets
Can't carpool, the crew is too deep
Why tuck it all in? The jewels are too sweet
You
[Young Jeezy]
Last time I checked I was the man on these streets
They call me residue, I leave blow in these beats
Got diareah flow, now I shit
could put this crook behind bars
Another criminal off the streets
Another D.J. back to his beats
I walked in the club and I was happy to say
Ladies
down to the street and I started to run 

Peace and love to DJ Scott LaRock he's in there still!
[verse 1]
Played in Cincinnati
Wit my whole head nappy
Made a rally in the street
Wit nothin but a beat
Gotta grudge against a judge
Kick em out that
scrambling to beat the odds
hustling and ducking in between the lots
for the love of my family, the streets are ours
the Dj's ripping these beats apart
we got
violence usually ends in sirens
By all means, we all fiend for finance
We make cash on the street called straight path
We take class, build with the Gods