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Guerilla Maab - Streets Got Ya lyrics
f/ Shyna, T.C. (Shyna) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Streets got you, streets got you Streets got you, yeah, yeah [Chorus: Shyna - 2x] Streets got ya, living life like a true soldier Though it feels, like your time is over Pray to God that you see another day [Trae] I know I gotta be strong, cause its my life man I only got one to live, and I know I'm fin to make it man I put that on my right hand, to the man I never let em do me in You fin to feel the rap, the young guerilla niggas moving in like the wind Got a big brother named Biggy in Penitentiary No matter what happens till I die, you can depend on me, my nigga Screw passed away, and that's what got me through my hard times My sister went to the penn, so just for him its fin to go down (I promise dat) And I won't fall off, every nigga that hate I'ma haul on And I know you don't wanna get knocked off, it'll be best to back on up dog All a nigga wanna do is get paid, hit the streets we Guerilla Maab made For the 2K2 I gotta live lade, and leaving em as if they on raid Bitches fiend get up out of my life, its all about me and my family Niggas united for cash, and South click without a doubt M double A-B No what I mean I'm gon survive, one of the hardest underdogs Straighten em up off of they feet for life, niggas I'm hitting they ain't right And I better get to the light, bitch [Chorus - 2x] [T.C.] Now guerillas stay calm, feel my vibe My enemies see me coming, they running from the 4-5 Random shots, so I duck cops Play the back field, then its back to the block I know this rap shit, don't last long So I get my hustle on, trying to get mine before its gone I'm brick living, with a ki in my hand I make my own decisions, I'm struggling I'm playing the cards I was given, I get it how I live But I don't wanna end up, dead or in a prison But regardless, I'ma get mine, you can catch me On the block, on Vannas and Nolia trying to shine With my dog, a two man click We get it how we live, with halves and bricks Ice and whips, glocks and chips We caught up in the street life dog, trying to get rich [Chorus - 2x] [Trae] I been in the streets made bitches, and fake memories How many more dudes, do I gotta pay till they feeling me Everybody that turned on us, its like that they don't know no better Thought it was love but I can't tell, cause it ain't getting better How the fuck, did niggas I love can't look me in my eyes These the same niggas that backed me up, when the Maab was on the rise Its safe to say, we all alone while living this life of tears So ready to give up with the fear, what's gon happen here I lost everything that I had and gotta face that, niggas can't even take that Went from worse to the worst, all the crews I feel I'm going right back My days are getting shorter, God times are getting harder Too much weight up on my shoulders, have mercy heavenly father Why do I have to live like this, I'm forever known to be real Within my life and time, it'll stay that way even if I'm dying And only pray to see my happiness, even in the mist I never knew that it would be like this, I hate it be like this [Chorus - 2x] (Shyna) Streets got ya, true soldier Time is over, another day - 2x Another day Streets got ya, true soldier Time is over Streets got ya, true soldier Time is over, another day |
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