(Chorus) The streets, yo where it happen at
The streets, is where they clapping at
The streets, is where the action at
The streets, is where they packing at
The streets, is where its cracking at
The streets, bringing it back to that
The streets, banging ya gat to that
The streets, start hanging back in that
My niggas ride where they bust at
Die where they bust at, my murderous guys
Slinging them pies where they lust at, or corners where they hang most
Name boast and bank toast drive with the thing close, slide where the dames most
Empty clips in them out, coke fiends are strung out, broke bitches bum out
Chicks holdin they gun out, when back streets are taped up
Bodies laying faced up, cats running with ace up
Mad bitches to bone now, when bitches peep your home out
And flip when they zoned out, thugs bringing the street war
Bust shots let the heat roar, taking trips to be more
Bust rounds and lay shit, selling pounds' a great shit
Shots clear the block off, slugs knock your block off
And have you licking hot sauce (Chorus)
On the corners where the dice roll, and clubs where the ice glow
Dames get their life stole, and bleed from my life oh
Bitches laying they law down, some draw with a four pound
P J's are tore down, thoughts of laying hos down (The streets) blocks where they lick shots, and rock what the fifth got
Towns where bitches kill at, posting where its real at
Keeping gats concealed at, see a fo' you peel at
Strip where you get ripped off, hot lead get licked off
Fronting and your clicks off all your jewels get stripped off
Kids running with heats up, lifting both of your feets up
Bitches they let their guns loose, they wild guns loose
Gather up under the chin, blow a bitches shit through the sun roof
Decide where they pack nines, the chrome glass *******nes
You try to clap mine, you outta line niggas get flat lined (Chorus)
Now Chickens'll get your crew laced, for rocks and a blue face
Niggas giving they screwface, for the loot and the suitcase
Murderers get their kill on, mad cats are still on
Beef turning to combat, for life so they punk at
Little kids they harm that, put bombs where your moms at
Niggas tied up and kidnapped, and smacked up with big gats
Get found with they wig cracked, leave 'em right where they live at (The streets) running for red beams, blood flowing in red streets
Mad fellas with breast sceams running from the
FED team Little shorties are knocked up straight giving their crouch up
Juveniles decide to pee now with they ox up
Bitches that get their hoe on smoke dick on and so on
Don G Rap,
G and Carter ,
BGF, Igloo
Entertainment
No doubt we coming through, ya know how we do
Keep it moving, ya better realize
Whoever don't, slugs do it for us
Niggas aint playing no games
Y'all know the ruitine,
Y'all know the drill
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:10.990] (Chorus) The streets, yo where it happen at
[00:12.180] The streets, is where they clapping at
[00:13.456] The streets, is where the action at
[00:14.732] The streets, is where they packing at
[00:16.090] The streets, is where its cracking at
[00:17.457] The streets, bringing it back to that
[00:18.784] The streets, banging ya gat to that
[00:20.119] The streets, start hanging back in that
[00:21.519]My niggas ride where they bust at
[00:23.081] Die where they bust at, my murderous guys
[00:25.287] Slinging them pies where they lust at, or corners where they hang most
[00:28.375] Name boast and bank toast drive with the thing close, slide where the dames most
[00:32.460]Empty clips in them out, coke fiends are strung out, broke bitches bum out
[00:36.370] Chicks holdin they gun out, when back streets are taped up
[00:39.093] Bodies laying faced up, cats running with ace up
[00:44.571]Mad bitches to bone now, when bitches peep your home out
[00:47.111] And flip when they zoned out, thugs bringing the street war
[00:49.771] Bust shots let the heat roar, taking trips to be more
[00:55.330]Bust rounds and lay shit, selling pounds' a great shit
[01:00.581] Shots clear the block off, slugs knock your block off
[01:03.247] And have you licking hot sauce (Chorus)
[01:15.194] On the corners where the dice roll, and clubs where the ice glow
[01:18.214] Dames get their life stole, and bleed from my life oh
[01:20.741]Bitches laying they law down, some draw with a four pound
[01:23.544] P J's are tore down, thoughts of laying hos down (The streets) blocks where they lick shots, and rock what the fifth got
[01:31.681]Towns where bitches kill at, posting where its real at
[01:34.293] Keeping gats concealed at, see a fo' you peel at
[01:36.954] Strip where you get ripped off, hot lead get licked off
[01:39.853] Fronting and your clicks off all your jewels get stripped off
[01:45.003] Kids running with heats up, lifting both of your feets up
[01:47.743]Bitches they let their guns loose, they wild guns loose
[01:50.320]Gather up under the chin, blow a bitches shit through the sun roof
[01:53.127] Decide where they pack nines, the chrome glass *******nes
[01:56.029]You try to clap mine, you outta line niggas get flat lined (Chorus)
[02:09.196] Now Chickens'll get your crew laced, for rocks and a blue face
[02:11.911]Niggas giving they screwface, for the loot and the suitcase
[02:17.265] Murderers get their kill on, mad cats are still on
[02:20.039] Beef turning to combat, for life so they punk at
[02:22.741] Little kids they harm that, put bombs where your moms at
[02:25.406]Niggas tied up and kidnapped, and smacked up with big gats
[02:28.059] Get found with they wig cracked, leave 'em right where they live at (The streets) running for red beams, blood flowing in red streets
[02:33.493] Mad fellas with breast sceams running from the
[02:35.762] FED team Little shorties are knocked up straight giving their crouch up
[02:38.896] Juveniles decide to pee now with they ox up
[02:46.940]Bitches that get their hoe on smoke dick on and so on
[03:14.009] Don G Rap,
[03:14.940] G and Carter ,
[03:15.890] BGF, Igloo
[03:17.193] Entertainment
[03:18.629] No doubt we coming through, ya know how we do
[03:24.284] Keep it moving, ya better realize
[03:28.663] Whoever don't, slugs do it for us
[03:32.784]Niggas aint playing no games
[03:34.937] Y'all know the ruitine,
[03:36.889] Y'all know the drill
📝 纯歌词版本
(Chorus) The streets, yo where it happen at
The streets, is where they clapping at
The streets, is where the action at
The streets, is where they packing at
The streets, is where its cracking at
The streets, bringing it back to that
The streets, banging ya gat to that
The streets, start hanging back in that
My niggas ride where they bust at
Die where they bust at, my murderous guys
Slinging them pies where they lust at, or corners where they hang most
Name boast and bank toast drive with the thing close, slide where the dames most
Empty clips in them out, coke fiends are strung out, broke bitches bum out
Chicks holdin they gun out, when back streets are taped up
Bodies laying faced up, cats running with ace up
Mad bitches to bone now, when bitches peep your home out
And flip when they zoned out, thugs bringing the street war
Bust shots let the heat roar, taking trips to be more
Bust rounds and lay shit, selling pounds' a great shit
Shots clear the block off, slugs knock your block off
And have you licking hot sauce (Chorus)
On the corners where the dice roll, and clubs where the ice glow
Dames get their life stole, and bleed from my life oh
Bitches laying they law down, some draw with a four pound
P J's are tore down, thoughts of laying hos down (The streets) blocks where they lick shots, and rock what the fifth got
Towns where bitches kill at, posting where its real at
Keeping gats concealed at, see a fo' you peel at
Strip where you get ripped off, hot lead get licked off
Fronting and your clicks off all your jewels get stripped off
Kids running with heats up, lifting both of your feets up
Bitches they let their guns loose, they wild guns loose
Gather up under the chin, blow a bitches shit through the sun roof
Decide where they pack nines, the chrome glass *******nes
You try to clap mine, you outta line niggas get flat lined (Chorus)
Now Chickens'll get your crew laced, for rocks and a blue face
Niggas giving they screwface, for the loot and the suitcase
Murderers get their kill on, mad cats are still on
Beef turning to combat, for life so they punk at
Little kids they harm that, put bombs where your moms at
Niggas tied up and kidnapped, and smacked up with big gats
Get found with they wig cracked, leave 'em right where they live at (The streets) running for red beams, blood flowing in red streets
Mad fellas with breast sceams running from the
FED team Little shorties are knocked up straight giving their crouch up
Juveniles decide to pee now with they ox up
Bitches that get their hoe on smoke dick on and so on
Don G Rap,
G and Carter ,
BGF, Igloo
Entertainment
No doubt we coming through, ya know how we do
Keep it moving, ya better realize
Whoever don't, slugs do it for us
Niggas aint playing no games
Y'all know the ruitine,
Y'all know the drill
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:10.990] (Chorus) The streets, yo where it happen at
[00:12.180] The streets, is where they clapping at
[00:13.456] The streets, is where the action at
[00:14.732] The streets, is where they packing at
[00:16.090] The streets, is where its cracking at
[00:17.457] The streets, bringing it back to that
[00:18.784] The streets, banging ya gat to that
[00:20.119] The streets, start hanging back in that
[00:21.519]My niggas ride where they bust at
[00:23.081] Die where they bust at, my murderous guys
[00:25.287] Slinging them pies where they lust at, or corners where they hang most
[00:28.375] Name boast and bank toast drive with the thing close, slide where the dames most
[00:32.460]Empty clips in them out, coke fiends are strung out, broke bitches bum out
[00:36.370] Chicks holdin they gun out, when back streets are taped up
[00:39.093] Bodies laying faced up, cats running with ace up
[00:44.571]Mad bitches to bone now, when bitches peep your home out
[00:47.111] And flip when they zoned out, thugs bringing the street war
[00:49.771] Bust shots let the heat roar, taking trips to be more
[00:55.330]Bust rounds and lay shit, selling pounds' a great shit
[01:00.581] Shots clear the block off, slugs knock your block off
[01:03.247] And have you licking hot sauce (Chorus)
[01:15.194] On the corners where the dice roll, and clubs where the ice glow
[01:18.214] Dames get their life stole, and bleed from my life oh
[01:20.741]Bitches laying they law down, some draw with a four pound
[01:23.544] P J's are tore down, thoughts of laying hos down (The streets) blocks where they lick shots, and rock what the fifth got
[01:31.681]Towns where bitches kill at, posting where its real at
[01:34.293] Keeping gats concealed at, see a fo' you peel at
[01:36.954] Strip where you get ripped off, hot lead get licked off
[01:39.853] Fronting and your clicks off all your jewels get stripped off
[01:45.003] Kids running with heats up, lifting both of your feets up
[01:47.743]Bitches they let their guns loose, they wild guns loose
[01:50.320]Gather up under the chin, blow a bitches shit through the sun roof
[01:53.127] Decide where they pack nines, the chrome glass *******nes
[01:56.029]You try to clap mine, you outta line niggas get flat lined (Chorus)
[02:09.196] Now Chickens'll get your crew laced, for rocks and a blue face
[02:11.911]Niggas giving they screwface, for the loot and the suitcase
[02:17.265] Murderers get their kill on, mad cats are still on
[02:20.039] Beef turning to combat, for life so they punk at
[02:22.741] Little kids they harm that, put bombs where your moms at
[02:25.406]Niggas tied up and kidnapped, and smacked up with big gats
[02:28.059] Get found with they wig cracked, leave 'em right where they live at (The streets) running for red beams, blood flowing in red streets
[02:33.493] Mad fellas with breast sceams running from the
[02:35.762] FED team Little shorties are knocked up straight giving their crouch up
[02:38.896] Juveniles decide to pee now with they ox up
[02:46.940]Bitches that get their hoe on smoke dick on and so on
[03:14.009] Don G Rap,
[03:14.940] G and Carter ,
[03:15.890] BGF, Igloo
[03:17.193] Entertainment
[03:18.629] No doubt we coming through, ya know how we do
[03:24.284] Keep it moving, ya better realize
[03:28.663] Whoever don't, slugs do it for us
[03:32.784]Niggas aint playing no games
[03:34.937] Y'all know the ruitine,
[03:36.889] Y'all know the drill
Kool g rap and polo
Back again
What?
This is poison so be alert and cautious
Those who act courageous you will get nauseous
Infected or contaminated...
I run rappers like races, cut them like razors
Burn them like lasers, and stun them like phasers
Cause my brain thinks and it blanks your memory banks...
"can't ya diggit, honey?"
"rated xxx"
For the ladies, one hundred and ninety-five pounds of beef,
Talk Like Sex by Kool G Rap, DJ Polo, from the album...
Boy come on get with this, cause you can't diss this
I'm burnin yo' ass like syphillis
A fast brother you're just a lover with a sore hand
I freeze mc...
*************t ain't never gonna change (************* it!!!)
Time to load the clips (Then we take 'em to war!!!)
*************s wanna flip (The we ta...
And once again it's big G, runnin the number rackets
wearin Pele jackets
Fast loot tactics, I'm well up in the millionaire bracket
The boss of all bos...
Verse 1: Kool G. Rap
This where legends get made
Claim titles through the edge of a blade
Afro bro flow, smoother than '70's suede
Number one headband...
Distribution, New York, to Chicago, L.A.
We gotta set our own market, and enforce it
Verse One: Kool G Rap
Champagne wishes of caviar dreams, a team ...