Lyrics:
the process (process)
Still addicted to the streets, can't hide it (hide it)
Walk around with two Glizzy's in my pocket (pocket)
Already cocked it, flip
hard
I grind cus i'm a son of a hawker
S3 mi hu no hawking wo street nu su ah na mi y3m hyi hyi mi
What mommy go chop
S3 poppy by day adwuma nu amba su
if you for me
I looked her in her eyes and said
Girl i'm for the streets
It's a lot of things on my mind
Stacking money like three six five
It's a lot
Gangstas in the street
But who's left to bleed
There can only be one G
I wake up every morning, in a house that was built by slaves
New rule, 40 and a mule
me
Watch out Gangstas in the street
But who’s left to bleed
There can only be one G
I wake up every morning, in a house that was built by slaves
New
troubles long gone
Ya boys up next
X3
Verse
Street lights Street lights
They keep me up at night
That’s street life Street life
The reason I ain’t
to grind wid da tank on eeeee
Now I phone my plug told him throw me three
We don’t talk talk is cheap
Roll up ma sleeves and it’s back to da streets
I heard from the streets
They put a bag on me
I put that same bag they put on me on them times three
Them niggas coming from your left, they gone
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
I feel the Aryan in my blood, it's scarier than a Blood
Been looking for holy water, now I'm praying for a flood
It feel like time passing me by
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
you in my street
You should keep it real
If you fuckin' with me then you fuckin'' with my gees
If you playing too much then you dont know mister b
the streets and be touring
They be telling me to go beast keep scoring
I been staying up past 3 Am
Been locked in
Aint a dumb nigga im a young nigga with
From the U S C, I shift ki's, a 120 plane rides
Multiplied by G's, 87.3 million in a matter of months
Big business and big dollars is all that I want
I
that did it, expenses we spend it
Big faces explosive guns we smash out dunns
IM three coming through make way what you wanna do
Choose the fifth
why'all the type to hit three hundred bars and run out of rhymes
[Angie Martinez]
Brett, from my ByStorm family, with Angie
Come live from the streets
"Alright, cool, Jay"
But I gotta be at work by 3, it's midday
I can't go in smelling like weed, he said
"Okay" stop by the cheap tobacco store
Two swishers
hate me fall backkkkkk
No choice by force I sport
To go and cop sum ice
Designer on my mojo
I live in the spotlight
Real street nigga aint no flaw
know I'm Down for my team
I hold it down for my team
Age of 1 3 was familiar with heat
Addicted to the streets rhyming over beats
I hold it down for my
diamonds set by each stone
I know I got yo' love, I'm from the streets
So can you show me, blow that bag (uh-uh), blow that cash (oh-woah)
I been
1, 2, X is comin' for you
3, 4, you better lock your door
5, 6, get your crucifix
7, 8, don't stay up late
1, 2, X is comin' for you
3, 4,
Come back to the streets, yea (x3)
Chamillionaire
Even when I'm not there and I'm here like air
(Keep sayin my name)
Fresh off the plane from
shit you betta not forget
Verse Two: Eazy-E
Eazy E's the name feared by most
When, a lil nigga is thrown in the pen
But on the streets there's two
.jpg/240px-Donald_Swann_(1966_publicity_photo).jpg "Donald Swann")
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