Lyrics:
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
Ai Bobby Williams.... Ku Tomola zina nikulakwa..... Turn it up....
Drew made the beat
Oh by popular demand Bobby Williams back with a cup in his
DJ Lord Sear on the ones and twos
Harlem World, stand up!
Yeah, no moral compass on my plate of sins
In this world that'll celebrate
When the haters
radio'd for back up cars
So we could put this crook behind bars
Another criminal off the streets
Another D.J. back to his beats
I walked in the club and I
could put this crook behind bars
Another criminal off the streets
Another D.J. back to his beats
I walked in the club and I was happy to say
Ladies
a friend like him
But he was just the first of many with their knickers in a twist
I got dumped by my DJ
He said he didn't wanna work with me no more
I got
"4-5"
"yeah" "Clinton Sparks"
"Back on that" "Mixtape"
"Shit" "I'm a killer with the "
"Mixtapes" "In the street"
"Don't get me confused with the rest
Jeezy, I know you ain't gon' let this shit go down like this, nigga
I'm hearin' these niggas in the club, niggas soundin' like you, nigga
Bitin'
Jeezy, I know you ain't gon' let this shit go down like this, nigga
I'm hearin' these niggas in the club, niggas soundin' like you, nigga
Bitin'
sono un incendio
Dalla testa in giù
Guarda come lo guarda lei
Io odio il dj
Sopra un mare di schiuma
Di casa sta sulla Luna
Lui sa bene la sua
in these streets, bitch i'm in these streets, bitch i'm in these streets
Fuck this industry
Bitch i'm in these streets, bitch i'm in these streets
Cleanest nigga doing, yeah at 17
Y'all niggas switching up faster than a six speed
I ain't hanging round I'm riding solo in these streets, yeah
Only worried
my life might be like
Growin' up in the street life
You can't tell me shit
About these streets homie
I done lived it and done it
Runnin' from
DJ Khaled,
We the Best Season has returned
Cause I'm out here grindin')
I do this for the streets, the RUNNERS
(Cause I'm out here grindin')
Girl the way you movin' got me in a trans
Dj turn me up ladies this yo jam (Come on)
Imma sip mascato and you gon' loose them pants
And Imma throw
the DJ's who reign
I've only been at it 2 years
Got my insecurity and fears
Can I learn more tonight
These souls, they shine so bright
I'm at the party
Ketel One, stumblin' to the car
But I don't wanna leave 'cause it's too crunk
And these girls got a lotta junk in the trunk
Red bones (Red bones), black
bout to
Blast off
Take off
Blow it up
Yeah baby
Deep south boom bap by DJ Green
Hips and booty in them jeans
Big ole legs I want to squeeze
Rub her
Know why I sound so raw, 'cause I'm down by law
Try to play me 'cause I'm rappin', I will break yo' jaw
Catch a nigga in these streets, make you
DJ Khaled,
We the Best Season has returned
'Cause I'm out here grindin'
I do this for the streets, the runners
'Cause I'm out here grindin'
three repeat
Tha Likwit up in ya all night
Number four repeat
DJ spin the record all night
Number five repeat
We'll have sex on the beach all
Hey DJ
I never crash and wreck
Yeah best I smash on that
Wit my apparatus in these sacks
We bring the cash in these checks
Gz its easy can you
around da sole you can't find these in da store
You ain't never seen these high top Luis V checkerboard
Walkin like I'm walkin' on da moon I'mma Louis V
I'm spittin' pollaseeds
Crack 'em one by one
You niggaz got me fucked up
Fuck a ghostwriter, sittin' in the back
Of the studio tryin' to write a nigga
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