| yeaaaaaah! |
| oooooooh!
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| they done tried to defeat me
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| staying on my feet
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| when they see me they salute me
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| i’m the king of these streets
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| yeaaaah! |
| ohhhhh!
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| i got 'em walking on (left, right, left, right)
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| we the best so we marching like (left, right, left, right)
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| oooooooh! |
| they follow me!
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| okay, it’s blood, sweat, and tears, that be the realest shit i ever wrote
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| never stop or giving up, the realest shit i ever quote
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| look into my eyes and you can see i hustle twenty-fo, twenty-fo, twenty-fo
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| hours grinding, overdose, running, running in the studio: recording animal
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| people want that gutter back, that’s just who i do it for
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| giving 'em that manure flow, how would i know, i’m trained to go
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| heard them niggas dropping meat so fuck it hears a dick to blow
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| now i’m on the top of shit, now they’re showing sportsmanship
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| what it do and what it be? |
| niggas on some other shit
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| bitch i’m on my own lane, only god can judge me
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| all you rappers rapping is equivalent to rare meat
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| and i am on my lion shit, starving like a full feast
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| pussy niggas count me out, man i love to in-convene
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| teddy p and mr. |
| hood, you can call it history
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| we the best and fuck 'em all, we winning like we charlie sheen!
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| well it’s the highly underrated, album so anticipated
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| mr. |
| not intimidated by you suckers perpetrating
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| i been waiting, yeahhh boy i been waiting
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| heavy, humble and patient, but still embedded with greatness
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| i’m a mother fucking problem, y’all still in pajamas
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| sleeping on the hottest while i’m out here chasing commas
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| put that on my momma, i’mma give 'em hell while they locked up in a cell
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| we the best is gon' prevail, don’t believe in seeing fail
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| i’m conceited, you can tell, look the devil in the eye,
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| say i’m hotter than your hell
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| and i’m rocking with my chest out, head high, hello to the bad guy
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| bitch it’s my time, see the diamonds in the watch now
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| don’t want any handouts, fuck you niggas talking 'bout?
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| see me, you salute me like a mother fucking drill scout
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| stunting on you niggas, watch the beamer when it pulls out
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| king of these streets, come and see me when you travel south |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song King Of The Streets , by - Ace Hood. Song from the album Blood Sweat & Tears, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп