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Street Gossip Lyrics - Artist : SpotemGottem
Just tell me what it is, baby is you foolin'
If I'm in for a ride, baby is you rollin The opps just tryna take me out, plenty crackers rollin I catch them out of bounds, on my dawg, you know I'm blowing I'm tryin to [?] for the kill, that's the way a nigga live In this kill or be killed, prayin' for me cousin'nem I ain't tryin' to lose none of them, you bet not fuck with none of them Every time I'm gettin' out it's like my niggas goin' in Put my pain into my music, they don't even notice it Tired of thinking' positive I'm finna run down in his crib Damn I miss my main man he always got the main plan Know him since a jit we starved together I won't change man Yeah jit that's my blood brother, I'd take some blood for em My real street days was eaten rice and fuckin peanut butter Look how far I made it, this shit is so crazy My auntie was the plug so I call her the candy lady But she was servin' pies to them junkies goin' brazy My uncle facin' 25 to life my heart racin' It's still fuck the law, free all my wodies out them cages Don't know when I'ma die so I been clutchin' on it lately I'm young and I wild fuck a school the streets raised me 2900 [?] block baby I need you by my side I been goin through situations Trials and tribulations, don't know if I'ma make it Don't let me get first up cause I'ma blow no hesitation Promise me your loyalty and I'll be dedicated Don't slip cause slippers [?] one wrong move you can be taken Free Vonte out that jam [?] them Zoes real Hatians My back against the wall cause ain't nobody there to save me Juvenile back to back the system tryin' to slave me The way it is, the way my life this shit brazy Don't get killed in the field tryna fake it She say she love my melodies, I'm in the streets now I'm in the industries, still fuck my enemies Mama said jit you a beast so I eat up the beef I'm chasin' loot, we roadrunnin' I ain't gettin sleep They don't understand all this pain that I been through Ain't run down when the rent due Gimme everything and I take his shoes Don't nobody move you gon' get blew I'ma blow this bitch end up on the news Bad decisions I been makin' Pour the lean up I get faded He think it's sweet no we ain't gravy They tried to play me like I was crazy No sympathy we jump out and go crazy Still rest up Durk how they take em [?] Demons on my back broad day They stabbed me in the back something like Johnny K And I'm cutthroat, something like a switchblade Gotta play your cards right, cannot make no mistakes Live by the gun you gon; die by the K Russian roulette broad day |
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