Lyrics:
streets
Unlike them Hollywood boys
I'm from the city of the Queen where we all have big dreams
And we got to get out to make it happen
This is for my G's
the kill
Ya see recruited by the greatest for
Harmony and poetry labeled as a G
For those who don't know of me
Correction after cause
Matin' girls after
the streets will catch you slipping, rock ya steady
Watch your back with your homies that you feel is real
Your homeboys from your crew, yeah them the ones
could talk about it
G: Talk about it
B: Talk about it
G: Bet it all if I lose I can live without it
BRIDGE
(Scratches by DJ Dubplates)
Bet it all if I
these street these niggas kno me and around here I’m the top boss
You know that it’s G I don’t care about beef
Don’t make a nigga knock yo top off
I jus
Street Fame Elite
Street Fame Elite
Street Fame Elite
Street Fame Elite
Street Fame Elite
Street Fame Elite
Street Fame Elite
Im swallowed by tint
One Creeper roman street sweeper
Don't get gash by the hour rudeboy
I get gash by the metre wilehouse senior
Lemons will lean ya e3 teacher
LON preacher
But I still wanta hang on the streets and smoke weed with the O.G.'s
My homies rest in peace in the game
I don't think you'll ever know the pain
I
Started off as a street thug just hangin' and thuggin'
'89 went to jail for druggin' and muggin'
poppa please ain't no fuckin' way for me
probation
V.N.G.
Life in L.A. ain't no cup of ter
Squeeze the trigger
I've been dogged out by cops,shackled and socked
Paid my dues to the streets,took my hard
G's, still I borrow
Streets, I ain't no longer on it, don't need feds all upon it
I done left that life alone 'cause all I did was impress
My homie,
Yea'
LA is the place to be
They love me like they love b's and c's
I'm a ese but they don't love d's and g's
Yea'
Bring out the beat back
Bring out
Young beast from the East
So you know I put it in
I'm that ghetto gorgeous gangster girl
With the fly G slide international (is wretch you know)
By
keep my name out your mouth
If we don't get it now
Gonna shut it down
Me and my girls
In the streets so loud
'Cause we're done with your ass
You
the street, yeah, yeah
This shit here gettin' deep, yeah, yeah
I got the pool right by the beach, yeah, yeah
My nigga said, "Fool, that's the ocean," yeah
I
Mother fucker let's keep it all g
Every time I turn on the tube
There's a mother crying on tv
And people don't care about that
Cause he died by the code
All the Gs. Go and Throw It up
Throw it up rep the set that you from
All the G's go and throw it up
Throw up rep the hood that you from
All the Gs.
you nothing
I see you bluffing around the clock you got to get it
Give a dam who with it day time I’m the sunshine
After hours the street lights
By any
noodles
I'm movin em trap be boomin
Motion picture a movie
On activist sippin movement
Keep it g baby I'm so street
Smell pavement all on me
Keep it g baby
momma, she don't have to work no mo'
I pay the bills by the flow from the studio
And I was out in the game by old players and G's
Hollerin 50
don't know us
Vision eighty-eight kilos of cocaine smack-dead in your face
The street value of that is what you dream to make
Runnin' illegal
where i started sure ain't for me
the B.G.
that's the name I go by
test me
you die S Kangol why
hide out
at the club, slide out
ride out
yo'
Luv and my nigga Young Lay
Spit that shit
Cuddies perved by the corner, stout, herb
Got me twisted, mo' cold killin murders
Them brothers gettin'
warned them now they surely scared of us
seriously we party stay out the streets or face the territory
cowards of the hour sickened by my tower
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