Lyrics:
What?
Back to back Benzes, with the Wild Gremlins
Gaultier style lenses, talents in the .40 cal
This is life now
Let me find out, you want
live under that shadow
So what it means
By any means get your street cred but in your father's footsteps don't follow
The convos with the chick I like
V.N.G.
Life in L.A. ain't no cup of ter
Squeeze the trigger
I've been dogged out by cops,shackled and socked
Paid my dues to the streets,took my hard
Hmm, I'm goin' down, down, baby
Yo' street in a Range Rover (C'mon)
Street sweeper, baby
Cocked ready to let it go (Hot shit)
Shimmy, shimmy cocoa
life is what you make it to be
Pops dropped his seed in the concrete so
I was raised in the street
But faithfully I'm the cat y'all
Hate me to be
A great
We riot in our quiet streets
Suburban scum, we dumb elites
Lob angry emails, texts and tweets
While coppers stroll by on their beats
We riot in our
Když jezdim v noci s taxikářema
Učim se kde jsou vyplý úsekový měření
Abych až pojedu z pivka z ípáku
Byl v klidu na koloběžce a na BeRideru
Když
I had to find myself before I found a deal
My niggas bought a mansion out in AZ
It's dues you gotta pay and this life ain't cheap
This life ain't
AZ
Yeah
Now dig
You got, rich niggas right
They do what they want to do
Ha, and you got
Broke niggas, you heard?
They do what they gotta
might find out we have similar goals
Occupy – take back the streets, take back your life
Occupy – take back the streets, take back your life tonight
riches
Number one rule trust no bitches
In these streets we play for keeps
Yes this is O.G for life you ah O.G hustler
In theses streets they play for
I live a simple life, I take a day at a time
I spend my mornings with God before I hit the grind
The subtleties of darkness never cease to amaze
Lavish (Ah)
Life style
Wattayamean
Yes sir
I was with Jane and Marie
I met them right down by the beach
Told them we in love with the streets
They
All my life
All my life
I say all my life, all my life, all my life I knew I was tight
I say all my life, all my life, all my life I knew I was sick
the tv-screen keeps flashing in our minds
the hollow victories of distant times prowling the streets marked forever by the waste ground called history in
Édesanyám
Visszajövök hozzád
Tudod én sose mentem messze
Örökre maradtam már
Visszatér
Vissza-vissza jő
Hogyan majd meglátom az őszben
De majd tudom,
In a room above a busy street
The echoes of a life
The fragments and the accidents
Separated by incidents
Listen to by the walls
We share
watched me grow
On these streets they watched me grow
On these streets
Yo
Tottenham, I was raised in the block, that's man
Surrounded by dingers
received me a plaque
By twenty-five, millions I had maybe like five more man I ain't done yet
Thanks to the streets
I ain't know nothing 'bout no drank
streets
Me and myself in these streets
In the streets by myself and I’m running in place
Slow motion everywhere ain’t nobody safe
I’m just thankful I’m not
to get there before you die
You don't get there
By playing from the rule book
You stack the ages
You load the dice
Mother dear
Oh, we know
speak loud so I ain't sayin' much
Was a charismatic nigga, I don't play as much
'Cause life is real when you live it in a place like us
School pictures
the streets
Why I got to grind
Cause I was made in the streets
Why you move the way you do
I Learned from the streets
I know I don't look it but I came from
like Jason
Money stack and racks and raps
Rip by Ray, Mishap, and Epitats
'Cause suckers are scared straight
Prepare for the wrath
A psychopath when
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