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surrounding me
I prowl the streets and kill you
For a quarter ounce of weed

Drive by rollin' through the east side
4 or 5 hoodlums with them thangs rolling

Street Life

Master P

Give It 2 'Em Raw

1998

jail?
When I can be on the street with my peep nigga
Countin' some mill
Hypnotized by fast thangs, fast cars and fast bitches
I'm tryin' to have fast

Yeah
Drowning in these Hennessy tears (Whoa)
Drowning in these Hennessy tears (Whoa)
Drowning in these Hennessy tears (Whoa)
Drowning in these

the block like a Rubik’s
Throw him the scrap and he shooting 
Watch how he lose it
Ride by myself no recruiting
Race to the money but loosing

Chasing these

Can I Live

Jay-Z

Reasonable Doubt [Clean]

1996

balls to steam, it comes to it
We all fiends gotta do it, even righteous minds go through this
True this, the streets school us to spend our money

Tookie Knows II

ScHoolboy Q

Blank Face LP

2016

4/5th extendo, with fifty in the clip
Tf by my side, he stupid with this shit
Q in the ride grippin' on the fifth
Run up on me wrong
My nigga, my

Uh
1st & (1st &) 15th (15th)
Woah, uh!
Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor
Is lovingly, hand-crafted and done
By the good folks, at 1st & 15th, yeah!

the only artists who worth it
Betting it all
Guess my names Mike McDermott mother fucker
They see Q and then they start blurting
These muthafuckas
I bet they

most definitely from
In New York,
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do
Now you're in New York
These streets will make

most definitely from
In New York,
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do
Now you're in New York
These streets will make

criminal
Status at it's fuckin' peak?
Even the baddest be gettin'
Murdered in they seats
I'm addicted to these streets
Like crack is to these creeps
Seein'

gotta live through it

I break through with my WB crew Q Ball packs
The steel having niggas running
Like fire drills
We sending fronters on permanent

forever
You know I'm trying ball and that's forever
I'm off the propane
She off the cocaine
We be rollin yeah we be rollin
Ima I'ma addicted to you
I can't

you Q, Jay Rock, Dot
We run the coast
I'm so addicted, and so is Lifted
So restricted, now your flow evicted
Fake niggas see through you like eyelashes

I'm addicted to bitches
Yeah these niggas on hating
These niggas be hatin
Yeah these niggas be hatin
I said that money be callin
That money be callin

nothing you can’t do, 
 Now you’re in New York, 
 These streets will make you feel brand new, 
 The lights will inspire you, 
 Lets here it for New York,

Time After Time

Kane & Abel

Am I My Brother's Keeper

1998

When he hollas momma put dinner in his baby bottle 

These streets got me doin' shit that I really don't want to 

But niggas gotta be strapped

that’s why god chose you
If you wasn’t gon be you then it was gon be me
Afterall we live and die by these fucking streets
I can’t wait for the day that we

of Tammy Lucas means
I'm gon shoot this heater
And mack entire crews like Reba
My nigga Q-Ball
Got eighty rounds to do y'all
Got a "weight" problem
Can't

Do the Right Thang

Spike Lee

Theater of the Mind

2008

with a blooded nose
Street survivor or survivor of the streets! (streets!)
And only the strong survive, there's no survival for the weak! (weak!)

winning and you on then the hood copy
Still up in the streets yeah ima goon i wish you would try me
Use to wanna ball watched belly then i changed hobbies

that's chiro
Took her back out, that's chaai though
Make a movie let's go viral
I got my chain and my diamonds are q'oosharing
Six by nine's and the subs

You think im cheating when im sleeping or be out with the bros
Can't never text me like be safe you know these streets want my soul
Look, and just

fuckin' with it if
It ain't bout Gwola

I don't know about these hoes
I get money, you broke
Ball out there with it I go
Errybody in the streets they know