Lyrics:
Ten gold chains, wood grain, propane
Sell the whole thang from the cellphone rang
I'm the dope mane bitches sniffin' cocaine
All my young niggas
When you on’ streets of gold, streets of gold
Don’t nobody care whatchu riding on
But the wheels are chrome, the wheels are chrome
Might hit
ain't got no label yeah, tall tale
Why you lil' niggas tell fables?
Diamonds, they coming from Tiffany
I'll put that straight on your neck
Ooh, yeah, iced
No amount of money gonna change me
No amount of money gonna change me
Raised by a pimp from the 80s
Fire at will no jada
Heavy on the wockhardt
a math problem because you’re intricate in solving, but the sum always equal you.
Chinky eyes skin cinnamon, she makes a thug turn gentleman by using her
on the radio
Really what time
I was thinking
1982
Hit it
Our crew so fly were covered by air traffic control
We rock the house to the early morn
Yeah Gage whats
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
had that rod tucked
Taylor street by the tunnel after whipping hard up
All the way to N O with killers throwing their wards up
Bitch I’m a knight in
A thrilling new beat by the new meat beat
I went to the store, and ate a whores ass
Then i went inside and smoked some grass
I walked down the street
featuring: B.G. KnoccOut, Gangsta Dresta, Sylk
Verse 1: [Gangsta Dresta]
I got beat for the street
Ta pump in ya jeep
Or in ya caravan wid da
Fool's gold
Digging for soul
Cause I lost my own
And I can't get home
See I'm blinded by gold
That fool's gold
Is out of control
That fool's
Hommie , c street crown Prince of this Mafia Click Biz , c DON , Couldn't imagine your Love will Take me by Storm ,I was Wrong , Oh No !! Now your
I believe that the saints go side-by-side in the
land that lies up yonder
I believe that there are streets there paved with gold
There are people
If I could be king
And you could be queen
Could we be happy
Live by the sea
We'd rule our kingdom
By lovers decree
Hold on to love
Like gold in
was a killer convention
1991, son, gold fronts on the facial, gun buck by the naval
Disciple could blaze you, we laced it with embalming fluid
Greed is in the heart of us all
Deceit is just apart of the fall
Greed is in the heart of us all
Deceit is just apart of the fall
These gold slugs
I'm still servin
Earning
Sterling
So determined
Still searching
For this pot of gold
Days just go
By
Night settles
Im still swervin
Lurking
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
we've never known
Angels singing Hallelujah songs
Hard to imagine one day
All this gravel turned to streets of gold
Time goes by but we won't ever get
nafuata polygamy
Nawapiga vipara watafanana na tiffany
Watantisha nini kama flow iko sawa
Naflow kama hivi natema point za pawa
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the streets, thought I told you that shit was a lie
Said he gettin' money, can barely get by
Pulled out a roll off them hunnids, but I saw them ones in
make my money on the road
I remember hittin' houses, nigga, Cash 4 Gold
These streets made me lose my conscience, took a nigga soul
These streets
Stay gold
Stay gold
Stay gold
Verse 2:
Get it all together
Get it all in place
Driving down a one way street
Nothing really changes
But nothing stays
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