guns I carry the glock, Tony carry my M-1s Hold me down nigga, OGs tryin' to rock me D's waitin for my response to lock me This is my hustle, nigga don
Niggas stavin on the other side I lock they turf If ya funkin' you don't wanna get popped at first Cause ya might end up bein locked in that hearse I'
gettin Cs lil' nigga, cos I run New York (Yayo, tell 'em I run New York) [verse 2 - Tony Yayo] My gun is longer than yours, nigga, call your recouster, Locks
: [bazie-archzie-timo-timo-j.darling] she's a woman when she's walkin' down the street she makes you turn your steering wheels she gives you throb and
on the road, When dough got ripe, We ain't even had a chance to chill, it's just not right, man. I guess the street life had other plans, but I'm gonna
be on you (pi's be on you) Just because we stack paper and we ball outrageous (ball outrageous) Them alphabet boards gotta us under survalence (Ayy) (Lock Downs) They lock
: It's twilight and the streets Light are coming on I'm in a stream of cars On this Boulevard, headed home I can hardly wait You can make what went wrong
: Your world full of creeps Zombies walk the street 9 to 5 barely alive Have a beer go to sleep And start all over again Same gray suit Same round shoes
Jackson, boy They'll get you by and by" Depression set in Desperate, cool and quick Jackson learned the ropes Out on the street Little candy stores Just pickin' locks
fat matic With the extra magazine inna dem back pocket And have leisure night time inna some black jacket All who nuh lock glocks, ah dem a lock rocket
runnin around They called me little rock, the dopest little b-boy in town We had a crew we used to be putting linolium down We battle for beef but always leave the street
Di gal a kneel dun an a pray An like a donkey she bray, bray, bray Tanto Metro but cho Verse 1: Beenie Man: When mi walk pon di stree, street, street, street
: Somedayz I'm in the streets, Somedayz I can't sleep, Somedayz I don't eat, My girl trippin on this rap shit like it ain't happenin, Somedayz I want
. Camora interessiern deine Tipps nicht, denn ich schreibe was ich will auf meinem E71 Bin entspannt, auch beim aufrei?en wirklich recht locker. Sag ner
: The night is out and the lights fade, And I'm alone in the street, Running round in a daze, Don't know where I'm going, There's nothing left to live
better things. With so many odds against me, I had to step up my game! Imagine problems with crooked coppers. Why they wanna go there? Try to pop me, lock
the streets, you, you can find me in the streets, if you looking, for me, ill be, rolliin'! you can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets
Where was yo promise But now we ridin by (Listening to the wind blow) [Wish Bone:] Nigga to the real to the sets When it comes to the streets Livin