Lyrics:
the wall like every week
Famous city by the sea
The streets was cold I felt the breeze
I rose from out the ruins
Broke the mold and they neglected me
Hitting
We are struggling in this world we will find true happiness together
Every single day I love you more
Walking down 6th street, I'm haunted by
best friend on William Street
Was it concrete when you sat on the taxi car seat
When you got to your new suite, did you feel self-conceit
Six months gone
Remember them days, I was out hustling, i was out all night, I was in them streets
Told my papa I was a G, I'mma get this bag by at any means
See my pops
Friday night, getting bent, lick a poem
My dawg, not even home a month yet, and blaze a girl
In the stomach, he robbin niggaz who pumpin
Lil' blood got
the pretense
You keep playing around with lil' friends
Baby girl, just make it make sense
Your love feels like suicide
Me and you were like do or die
In
survived the war
And we know the score
We'll be lovers no more)
Made me realise we're better off as friends
(We survived the war
And we know the score
We'll
shots like Jon Gotti
That choppa chop yo chop up like Hibachi
Why you hating on a nigga like a Nazi
Aint no way no way a bitch can stop me
Told lil baby
niggas how to spend, stack the rest
Give blunts to the niggas under massive stress
Give every bum on the street cash to invest
And hope Harlem will blow
a dog I'm a pitbull
I just get this money by the fist full
Yea the Rolex a presidential
Had to cut her off but we still cool
Got a bad lil bittie yea she
eatin'
And you cryin' yourself to sleep
Twenty-four seven, including weekends
And you're tempted by the streets
'Cause your best friend hopped off
Yeah
Remix
Yeah, check it out
Brought to you by Blackstreet
It's the remix
No diggity, no doubt
Play on playette
Lil' Man, Funky Mama in
Marley used to stay, 79th and May
One of my best friends from back in the day
Down the street from Calumet, a school full of stones
He nicknamed me
Streets get lonely by yaself
Ain't no homies by his step
Sent to death or Sentenced death.
He feel like it's nothing left
Trapped for a while den Shit went
Everything comes and goes
Marked by lovers and styles of clothes
Things that you held high
And told yourself were true
Lost or changing
knew I needed some assistance, so I placed the call
Some friends that I could count on
Helped me tear down the walls
And then, brick by brick, we watched
made to feel a fool
By your friends and lovers
I keep my wits about me when I'm out
With my friends and lovers
Joanne's so full of doubt
cause she thinks
Ryders), DMX break 'em off
What these bitches want from a nigga?
Break 'em off a lil' somethin'
(And oh yeah by the way, it's the entity)
Ay yo, dawg,
[Intro: Lil' Jon]
This your boy Lil' Jon
I'm here to tell you
With another one
Here we go, here we go
Well, I got DJ Smurf, D-Roc and Kaine
Best Friend
By: Noel Goff and Matthew Heath
Out in the street I’m 5 again
We ride our bikes to oblivion
Oh yeah
And no bills to pay
You’re not
on these streets
When you play me close, for sure, I'm gon' pop my heat
Niggas sayin' they gon' murk 50, how?
We ridin' 'round with guns the size of Lil
Check, check, check (What?)
I'm repping them big B's
I got a bitch who repping them big B's
I'm up at Mean's Street, smoking that dope
I came wit a few
split family, split friends, split lovers and even business partners
So niggas nickname me crack, ain't that something
I'm the reason why a lot of people
[Sammie]
Strike one, caught you by surprise
Strike two, right before your eyes
Pitch three, oooh I got you out
without a doubt, I got you out
(Lil' Bow Wow)
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