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Just pretty much a kid trying to rap to get his feelings out
Song Info
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Peak #1,866
Peak in subgenre #141
Author
Catash
Uploaded
November 19, 2004
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MP3 3.7 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
_-~*'¢-$treet'*~-_ (what up my Cstreet niggaz?)
why are my enemies always trying get to me
getting bumps off of the fucking end of keys
close like gravity, if you dare come after them
you come after me
get her, and get him
my crew die for me, like i die for them
my main man is nwa, not the band but the man
is what i say, ill die for him.......maybe someday
cuz we got more secret codes than world war two
we got them eveil flows that expose girls, whores, too
always you see him you see me, and you see him ya cstreet
they take bullet wounds to the nuts, harpoons to the gut
its what the fuck we proving, we be around crusing
substance using - but skippin rehab for abusing
this guy will brawl with me down to the knuckles
we always hustle, we always struggle thru
and his girl shannon is cstreet to...
but not really only thru affilation
cuz i know he be getting impatient, always waitin so i cant blame him for mistaking
but we always brave thru and save you from the cats who hate you
now heres a lesson, when you look in a mirror and you only see you
you need to start reflecting the purpose of have a fucking crew
i love my crew see, love the shotties they blew me
late night, fishbowling the eight three hoop-tee
and pat your kinda cool see
cept a-block tries to fool me
tries to out do me, out shoot me
whoop di-with the guns that dont exist
aint no bloods, aint no crips but we all cuzzins
been thru shit, when the cold hits outside buzzin
our crews about having a penthouse on the bottom floor, droppin choar
and teebo will find it, and aponte' will fuck up another blind kid
set your clock, cops distraught, hot more often than not,
cstreet will never stop, never drop, never get caught - "untouchables"
got the guts to rush a bull, head on, lead on girls who get off then get on
the other ones dick, and the other ones sick of the others ones shit
i do whats right, but i always sin, love my near girlfriend KERRI HERRINGTON (thats me)
love this creature, and all her features, and how shes calls me to call back like beepers
see her, looking at me like such a tease ya know what i mean,
usta be a fien but came back sex goddess of our cstreet team
letting off steam, backyard we fucking love hot sex, drug box-es, cocks like rockets
cant stop it, you can try and try to brake our bonds till you cry
too high to fly, feets stay on the ground, surround the ties pound
examples around, nick kerri dj and more we run this town
sound the hounds, kerris gone missing, found another addiction
but we'll stay thru the transistions, affilictions,
but you always come back and we straight up crew for that fact
aftermaths, other clans hate our crew handshakes, pinky grab
flip it around, make the sound from your wrist,thumbs together make a click
cstreet, and they all bite, its all right
thru the long run well put up a strong fight
thru the long nights, stop the fights, 1 cop a night
creep mode, and keep hoes under the stove, hidden
step to us, this is our house our kitchen,
no1 will find you, cept the old man in nash when hes fishin (ride or die bitch)
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