| I was searching for love in the wrong places
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| The cop car chases, the broken lot favorite
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| This is so foul we call it flagrant, but ever since a child we’ve been wild by
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| the paper
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| And I want money like the next man does
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| So tell me how could I show the next man love
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| When I see the stand up guy throw his hand up high
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| The police told him freeze they made him bleed cause …
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| I need a little weed just to ease up my mind
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| I wanna believe everything will be just fine
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| Play the streets so tough, when I was growing up, thought I’ll never get enough
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| Thought I’ll end up in cuffs, but I started loosing homies
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| We couldn’t keep in touch they godtlocked up and shut
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| This ain’t what I want and fuck’em with the streets
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| I wish he wouldn’t be off better front
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| And told me that it could get so lonely in the club
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| These streets don’t love you back, you gotta watch where you act, uh
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| I’ve been so good to you, but what you give me back?
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| All the hard ache and pain, all the losses I gained
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| Made these streets just a shame, that these streets don’t love you
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| I came apart in the pink
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| I’m always acting this way, I’m so real I make you feel they should make me a
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| saint
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| Every summer when the streets are hot, I kept my heat unlocked
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| Around the corner … just know how to use a knife
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| It was… then, I’m a sinner and you don’t wanna see where I’ve been
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| I left … from the slums, you can follow me out
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| So many haters couldn’t wait to spit my name out their mouth
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| We got games, no lanes, … buster out
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| Got your bird riding with me I put a stage on a blouse
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| Yeah, we’re some dirty niggers, you couldn’t hurt me …
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| …dirty niggers, I got mine homie, you better get your own …
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| You better check your tone, you step into the war zone
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| It’s all over cause the streets need a sacrifice, and you’re the one who they
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| take tonight, bitch
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| These streets don’t love you back, you gotta watch where you act, uh
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| I’ve been so good to you, but what you give me back?
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| All the hard ache and pain, all the losses I gained
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| Made these streets just a shame, that these streets don’t love you
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| (Young De)
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| I’m always on the grind, I got money on my mind
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| I know it’s cliche but she say she love me when I …
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| It;s the hustler’s prayer keep right right here
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| Tonight’s the night I take my life I swear
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| Bit it’s a roll of the dice cause these streets don’t care
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| Hey yo homie, staying there he was just right here
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| Awaking up in cell and this is not a nightmare
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| The exact moment you figure out like ain’t fare
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| I got my hands on my scrap yeah, I’m strong with the stack
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| In the rap with my fan base they keep coming back
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| They believe cause on the strength we all in this … we’ve been through the same
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| shit trying to get out of this place
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| But there’s crabs in the pot, trying to trash you a lot
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| You go ahead you kill this bitch … spot
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| That’s life it’s keep moving the head, going for bread
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| I only break for my fam and there is one thang
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| These streets don’t love you back, you gotta watch where you act, uh
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| I’ve been so good to you, but what you give me back?
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| All the hard ache and pain, all the losses I gained
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| Made these streets just a shame, that these streets don’t love you |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Streets Don't Love You Back , by - Demrick. Song from the album De Is For Demrick, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп