Lyrics:
Ah well know street idol
Slain by ah lone weak rival
Reprisal
Nina that ah my gyal
Dey by meh side
When meh ride out
Now man ah make the binds bounce
EXPERIENCE cND LIFE IN PcRK HILL cND STcPLETON HOUSES IN THE 2000s...
NcRRcTIVE STYLE CONCEPTUcLIZED BY crtist/Producer Robert DarkaShade...
INTRO: STREETS
than what it seems
cnd feel neglected but respected to get it by any means
HOOK2:
JOcNLEE:
Whether the streets or “9 to 5”
Trust me I gotta get it
that's as sharp as a razor by Mennen
Believe in Jesus you're my dog and all dogs Go to heaven
Five six seven eight nine ten eleven
God switched up
street
でも増えてくステージに止まれない
だからWork&work燃やしたHate
この街を背に向かうとこ
(Daz)
過ぎるLife time goes on 24/7
出会い別れにいだかれる 24/7
許されるのであれば Just one more time
後悔ない程に Just one
A dedication to the block
Jones, what up, nigga? BSF
These are the real Sopranos dJ Drama
I fell in love with the streets
Mike Amiri jeans,
Ringling, Ringling
Slippin' away
Only forty people, livin' there today
Streets are dusty and the bank has been torn down
It's a dyin' little town
â?? Music by DONOVAN LEITCH)
Guitar : F-see
F-see Em/b
F-see
Em/B-D7-G
G7-see
F-see
F-see
Em/B-D7-see
from right
Walk the streets or ride my bike
Now the youths want to do drive-bys
Father God how can we get by, live a stress free life aye
Songs
the homies, that's on me
24/7, Kendrick reppin' these cold streets
Don't we live by it, die by it, then reincarnate
And if Game told me, "Drive by it," I
stuck
Nowhere to duck, pull his file, n****z die
By gettin' blasted, how drastic
They got the nerve to ask me why I do the things I do
I got
but stuck
Nowhere to duck, pull his file, niggas die
By getting blasted, how drastic
They got the nerve to ask me why I do the things I do
I got
scored (Bu-bush)
Couldn't give a toss about law (Nope)
Niggas know CB (They know)
More time, if it was done by the 7th
It was done by me (Go ask about)
I
Didn't even get a chance to grab my Snoop Dogg tape
Man with no music but happy he's free
Bailin' fast as I can bail down 19th Street
I got my sacks
It was hard for a nigga to go to sleep
We was bout booted
Bout 7 days a week
My Niggas underground
So it's hard for me to sweep
Couldn't even
forty-four
Forty-five
Forty-six, forty-seven
Forty-eight, forty-nine (it's time to get high)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And I'm smokin' all day
Ain't no
face
Or brush my teeth
To keep that Gucci on my back
And that Prada on my feet i trap trap 365 24
7 hater I be on my grind
You know I'm 'bout my paper no
Fuck this! Crooked system filled with men of deceit
Reason why you see ghetto kids lie helpless on the street
Churches are been oversee'd by liars
the street
Somewhere deceased
Now we struggle to live
But we living to die
I see my homies dying one by one
I want to cry
But if heaven's where your living
(Helluva made this beat, baby)
I fuck with 6 Mile, not too much the 7, they freed the 4s
That's your bitch, huh? Well, get her together, she fuckin' bro
pager, then quickly, relax my feet
Hotel Onion drinkin' brew watchin' Sesame Street
You thought you saw me with a wig on, at 7/11
Disguised like
"Gun shots"
[Ty Knitty]
Uh uh uh it's war son for real
" Machine gun shots"
[Godfather]
War (repeating)
If its war it's on
24 slash 7 war war
We
(ye, ye)
Ye, Ye
King Dollalala She jus wanna hollalala
Seven with no fathalalala
She just wanna dance all night until the sunup
I just put a dolla
can't out think her but I can sure out drink her
And that's what I'm doing here now.
I've spent seven years with the wrong woman
Seven and going
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