Lyrics:
[verse 1]
Played in Cincinnati
Wit my whole head nappy
Made a rally in the street
Wit nothin but a beat
Gotta grudge against a judge
Kick em out that
My bags are waiting in a cab downstairs
I've got a ticket in my pocket says I'll make it out of here
And I came by here just to tell you good-by
I
and Cristal guaranteed to get right
Like misdemeanors is a small thang
With DJ Quik in this b****, I let my balls hang
Runnin' through the street lights,
(Dumpin') On opposition in the streets or industry (uh-huh)
(Motherfuck) Niggas that doubt and thought we wasn't killin' shit (uh-huh)
(What) Whatever you
don't want no confrontation, it's too complicated
Pour my lean for me baby, you a hottie thottie
I'm gon' fuck you in Atlanta like we on an island
I
You'll meet many just like me upon life's busy streets
With shoulders stooped and heads bowed down and eyes that stare in defeat
Or souls that live
As I walked out in the streets of Laredo
As I walked out in Laredo one day
I saw a young cowboy, wrapped all in white linen
Wrapped in white
on;
Punk motherfucker!"
And you need your ass straight smoked
Yo I want to say whassup to DJ Chilly Chill
Sir Jinx, aiyyo Cube these motherfuckers
Listen to this track, bitch
Girl the way you're movin', got me in a trance
DJ turn me up, ladies, this yo' jam (come on)
I'ma sip Moscato
and a half and she's carrying aircraft
In these battles of bullshit, no curse it is cast
The herbivore DJ still steals from the whale
The goons are in office
In the beginning there were many
As time went on there became few
Now there is only one..
One man one DJ standing alone on Mount Olympus
Ladies
and the EPMD, the Squadron (It's My Thing '99)
Nawsayin? One time for DJ Clue, check it out (STUPID)
Aiyyo, we got these hoes spread out like mustard
grew up in a town
That’s famous as a place of movie scenes
Noise is always loud
There are sirens all around
And the streets are mean
I’m gonna make it
out here by my way
In sunny Cali-Forn-IA oh yeah, this is DPG
Now you can catch a little heat
From my girl Sweet P
Hear them say that i be single
I'll
we sendin' out
A world wide decree to the streets
It's time to start snatchin'
These DJs by they bra straps
All these fake frauds, wanna be disc
Jocks
Yo whassup P?
Yo nuttin man just coolin kick back in the studio wit DJ Scratch
And my man Frank B, reminiscin about how we was tryin to shop
Our
Another one
DJ Khaled!
Ain't tryna flatter you but baby you a star
I had to come after you, I seen you from afar
When she walked in I was
Ain't no peace out in the streets
Said, ain't no peace out in the streets
Refuse to be defeated by enemies
Refuse to be mistreated by these police
By michael mcdonald
I met a man standing on the street today
Through his eyes, the world looked so grim
As if we all don't know just what it's like
a thousand-five cannons
Nigga gettin' it on
Peep out the window, I was solo flashin'in the streets
Caught by cops
I'm tell them bring some extra tape and plenty
the club, baby
Yes any time you want to
Aces comin' by the 12 pack, young nigga in a Hellcat
GPS on the pack, tell the plug they can mail that
Tell
easy
It's short of the hope we have for happiness
Bright and sweet
Love is never easy street
Now we are black and white
Embracing out in the lunatic
right off (yeah)
Heartbeat drop like it a jump bungee
Dem don't got guns like these
Dem don't got thugs like these
We run these streets with trees
G, now what you think that stand fo?
I'm gangsta on the streets and I keep it Crippin' in the studio
Who else be up late night ready to jack like
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