Lyrics:
Than Plutonium. Pandemonium
The Gold!
Jet engines and demolition
And the summer rain
Like finding a lost child
The roads are travelled by many
Yea i up next, hear i up next
In these streets best you stick and move
I's a shooter by the oath
Two bad bitches I can't pick and choose like fuck
white rose gold cop all 3 pieces
hit the scene in tailored 3 pieces
got crackers thinking theres no way I'm caught up in the street shit
got bitches
Just me
Yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah
All wen a jus me yeah all by miself... yeah
All wen a jus me A roll by miself
Ah 3 AK ina di Benz
Don't need no
Damagin' all who peek, line 'em all in the street
I'll do 'em one at a time wit' one line on one beat
Say ya almost gold, that's what I sold in one week
me
that's how I'm comin' ya dig
Then I go chill by Ms. Dottie house ya know how I do it man CP3 Calliope
Merry Christmas everybody out there
Man I'm
when Puff woulda had Shyne with him (Yughck)
(Matching Daytonas, rose gold on us)
Goin' H·A·M in Ibiza done took a toll on us (ooh!)
(But since you over
of the streets
The makings of a real MC, yeah, bitch
So just abide by what you ride by
'Cause we abide, by what we ride by
Just abide by what you ride by
'Cause
of the Horsemen
Slice your Achilles tendon, the Headless Horseman
And we abide by, the code of the streets
The makings of a real MC (C...C...C...C) yeah bitch!
on repeat
Shawty said she wanna leave
Get my beat we bout to hit
Metro housing by the streets
While my diamonds give me Heat
Aj told me bout his niece
Ain't
Late nights when my son asleep
I'm workin' by myself Dolo all up on my street
Nobody on my block 'cus I be workin' way passed three
And when I'm
down but I see space
See through the ground like cheap lace
I got game like EA
Inviting twins to a three way
Every day I'm rolling gold dice
I took them
ring
Roll through the hood on them gold thangs
Now it's world war 3 in them streets
Ain't gone never have enough police
Picture I relax, relate,
ring
Roll through the hood on them gold thangs
Now it's world war 3 in them streets
Ain't gone never have enough police
Picture I relax, relate,
from the past
Who knew that time goes by so fast
On the city streets I'm cold
Make my presence known I'm bold
Worth more than you I'm gold
I been told
what I unfold
Was written in gold, hieroglyphic Egyptian scroll
Streets I've been in, from the beginning I'm a legend
Never flee up from my enemies,
what I unfold
Was written in gold, hieroglyphic Egyptian scroll
Streets I've been in, from the beginning I'm a legend
Never flee up from my enemies,
named Screw
And I got that boy Key-C in here
And that boy Poyo in these hoes' ear
And we coming through wit that boy Fliggity Flea
Coming out the 3
named Screw
And I got that boy Key-C in here
And that boy Poyo in these hoes' ear
And we coming through wit that boy Fliggity Flea
Coming out the 3
prepared around here
You know everything that glitters ain't gold
You ho getting pimped by niggaz you don't know
That's whoa, watch out for cars that move
to the mortuary
Night time falls the motherfuckin' streets ain't safe
At the fuckin' club the jackers run the place
But I gotta do what I gotta do like Manson
doing whatever to get us by
When we pumped up, you out of luck, bitch, I ain't gon' lie
Put your guards up, show them who really running the streets with
motherfuckin' souls from these wars,
The streets, the ghetto, the hood. The ghetto.
[Chorus: x7]
[Master P]
Bitch, I'm a soldier!
[Mystikal]
I was born
when Puff woulda had Shyne with him (Yughck)
(Matching Daytonas, rose gold on us)
Goin' H·A·M in Ibiza done took a toll on us (ooh!)
(But since you over
.png/220px-Doja_Cat_-_Streets_(Silhouette_Remix).png "Streets")
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