Lyrics:
Game would say
"Hi!"s name in that manner
Many years went by
Still no legitimate answer
Anyway, I put out a mixtape in 12th grade
Hub City threat, minor
Jesus the sweetest of detest
We FIRE, y'all RETIRE
All ugly people please!, be quiet!
Hovah get a beat from me in a minute
He heard "Just to Get By" and I
picture me not
In this spot with this glock and these rocks to cops
I know every basehead from here to the wasteland
With keys, and connects me and Cease
let her wings show
Mami tryna fuck me with her team, that's a team sport
All these bad bitches in this bitch but I ain't seen yours
Muscle car look
Slow down I can't take the heat
Slow down, it's wicked in these streets
Slow down I can't take the heat
Slow down, it's wicked in these streets
Stone cold killers in these Compton streets
One hand on the 9, all eyes on me
Murder, murder
Call 9-1-1, emergency
Hands up in the air for
I lost my own belief
Always something breaking me, was overcome
Walking these lonely streets
Even in good company, I want to run
But now I'm
the shooters
Eating dinner dinner Peter Lugers
Riding dirty on Pete street
Come by yourself when you meet me
Make one call to my nigga
Young street you gone
Have
arthiritis
Sittin' down at a rhythm review.
Roll over Beethoven they're rockin' in two by two.
Well, if you feelin' like it
Go get your lover, then reel
hear the voice rise
In one wave
And crash on your doorstep
Making the circle here perfect, complete
These are the fables on my street
Ten
arthiritis
Sittin' down at a rhythm review.
Roll over Beethoven they're rockin' in two by two.
Well, if you feelin' like it
Go get your lover, then reel
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
chop
Keep on working 24 in the glock
Made the deep game, aquamini and Roc
Who can rip like this
Punchaneller, Punchaneller
I guess It's DJ Clue
Aquamini
From Hank to Hendrix
I walked these streets with you
Here I am with this old guitar
Doin' what I do
I always expected
That you should see me
Clue
Clue
Clue
Clue...
[Outkast]
Out of the basement
Out of the dungeon
Look at these broads
What have you done to them?
Rippin'it,
we're gonna make it
down to tomorrow night's show
We took time by the horns
Cryin' out loud
Stood there naked up there in front of the crowd
Been
street in 1944
And you were headed off to fight in the war
You still would've been mine
We would have been timeless
I would've read your love letters
As I walked out on the streets of Laredo.
As I walked out on Laredo one day,
I spied a poor cowboy wrapped in white linen,
Wrapped in white linen
jail?
When I can be on the street with my peep nigga
Countin' some mill
Hypnotized by fast thangs, fast cars and fast bitches
I'm tryin' to have fast
know which, which, which
Boys are dying on these streets
I know the medical world could knock you out
To sell the coins that you jayed last
waits for you
Kiss him once for me
Have a holly, jolly Christmas
And in case you didn't hear
Oh, by golly, have a holly jolly Christmas
This year
(These are the ones my-, my-)
(These are the brakes) (my-, my-, my-)
(My-, my-, my DJ cuttin')
A mother gets mugged by her crackhead son
(That's
Mmh
Woo, yeah
DJ
Who's that gigolo on the street
With his hands in his pockets and his crocodile feet?
Hanging off the curb, looking all
they feeling our shit
So we hit 'em with the really crazy flow (crazy flow)
To let 'em know that we be hitting it fa' sho
Time goes by, in your life
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