Lyrics:
Ayy
Whose fault? Uh
(Whose fault?)
Let's play the blame game, I love you more
Let's play the blame game for sure
Let's call out names, names,
through the night
Man, you better believe that
I'm a street rider
Can't sleep through the night
I keep it tucked in my sleeves
Cause I'm a street rider (Uh,
burning down love
Burning down love
And when I go there, I go there with you
Where the streets have no name
Can't take my eyes off of you
I love
pop this lean mehn i'll step in my zone
Street very cold ,but a nigga can't let go no
A nigga can't even let go
A nigga can't let go no
A nigga can't
me)
I don't care about your imagery
(Fucker) motherfucker
Give a fuck who you claim to be
Yeah (nigga, what)
You still can't fuck wit me
Let's
(Maybe in this song, you shouldn't start by saying)
Nigga, I said it, I know that you mad
I've emptied the clip over friendlier jabs
You mentioned
Throwing up blood.
Fuck it Lay, let's sign our life away!
You see me
I ain't givin' up a motherfuckin' thang
It's hard to come by, and I ain't no
butter
You can't tell me bout struggle I came from the gutter
My daddy in prison and now I'm the man in the house
So I had to go learn how to hustle
Hard
Won't let go and I can't let go no more
For me, He was chastised, for me, He was hated
For me, he was rejected by a world that He created
Nations are
You won't break my soul
You won't break my soul
You won't break my soul
I'm tellin' everybody (ohh, let's go, let's go)
Everybody (ohh, let's go
what I quest 'cause I'm fearless
Now The streets is deathrow
('Cause I'll beat you down, like it ain't nothin')
The streets is deathrow (like it
And when I go there it's all I can do
Where the streets have no name
I can't take my eyes off of you
Love you, baby, let me love you
Where the streets
Timberland boots, Air Force
And shell-toes
Who the fuck is them?
If I gotta pay to get in the club
I'ma go pop the trunk and turn
The street volume up
bursts into my room and he grabs my lucky snorkel
And I'm like "Hey, you can't have that"
"That snorkel's been just like a snorkel to me"
And he's like
Here we go, toe to toe, flow for flow
Let me know if you think
You can fade Death Row
I can't be faded
I'm a nigga from the motherfuckin' street
(I
hoes off
Gone represent the South
Ima come through drinkin lean and I ain't gonna cough
Ima let them boys know how far I can go
Ima just wreck down
with no street cred (let's go)
I ain't trippin on no bullshit I'm tryna get this jet
For you niggas on the bullshit I'm tryna hide this TEC (ayy)
in the streets
From corner to corner, you know I stay packing my heat
Can't walk away homie. The streets keep calling me
Certified G run a muck
Hot ish (hot ish)
Mmm, I'm goin' down, down, baby
Your street in a Range Rover (come on)
Boom, boom, baby, ready to let it go (hot ish)
I give it up for you,
Cause it wouldn't be the same,
If you wasn't standing by my side.
[Chorus]
Oh, I can't let go,
Baby you got what I need,
Young Fresh Nation
Main Dog, Young Swayv and Lou Games
Here we go
She bite my face boy she so nasty
I win this race boy you can't pass me
You try
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
*
Words sometimes
them?
If I gotta pay to get in the club
I'ma go pop the trunk and turn the street volume up to ten
I ain't on the guest list, I ain't V.I.P.
I snuck
the
Game that said fuck fame
You the 5th nigga in The Beatles
You the 10th nigga in the Wu Tang
So nigga let yo' nuts hang"
But they can't handle it, I
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