| Street nigga man
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| You a street nigga bra
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| Street nigga man (steet nigga)
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| Hello
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| Street nigga, all my life i’ve been thuging heavily influenced by niggas that
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| ain’t got nothin
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| And these hoes don’t want no squares
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| They want a nigga that’s hustlin
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| Even though squares be having
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| Just as much paper than niggas husslin
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| But it’s me she loving cause i’m hecka known
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| And i’ll hella famous on my soil
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| You kind find me around my mama’s house with a bottle of Crown Royal
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| With my car parked in the grass
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| Smokin a cross blunt light it up on 3 ends and it burns down to one
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| Nigga-rich everybody know my name
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| Yeah I’m havin a little bit a change
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| Known for serving blow see more snow than the X-Games
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| Trained to go, dreads braided like Lil Wayne
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| Keep a hammer in my Fruit of the Looms or should I say Hanes
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| I’m a street outta here street nigga
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| These hoes love me but I ain’t a sweet nigga
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| I’m a street nigga neva been a weak nigga
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| Solid as they come I’m concrete nigga
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| I’m a street nigga I’m a street nigga
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| Bring it to ya front door when i beef with you
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| I’m a street nigga I’m a street nigga
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| If you ain’t out here in these streets i can’t eat with ya
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| When me and the dope game first walked down the aisle
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| One thing I vowed to do was to keep Ann Hill bail-spot and my lawyer on speed
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| dial
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| Some these police be trigga happy light you up like a lamp
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| Just like they did with DJ Henry and Oscar Grant
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| I fucks with elegant broads and i fucks with tramps
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| Video vixens and hood hoes from different camps
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| Went from seed to a weed plant to a elbow
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| Kid on my way back from the little sto'
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| They seeing hot issue, hypodermic needles between they toes
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| Functional coke fiends keep a job and powder they nose
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| Selling chicken and turkey wings, quarters, halves and wholes
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| Plotting on jewelry, hanging out at the rap shows
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| I’m try’nna make more money on an accident than a lot of y’all do on purpose
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| Your squad is a couple of clowns short of a circus
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| My squad we golden and polished just like a turkish robe
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| 30 odd 6 with kaleidoscope vision precision no competition
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| Fuck with OGs and those youngsters that don’t listen
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| Position them keys and I’m droppin em intermission
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| Go any soil i want any hood don’t need permission
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| Street nigga not a rap nigga this is the soundtrack of my life
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| Hood figure not a bitch nigga a fixture roll the dice
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| Trunk full a kid niggas in my whip and Harley bikes
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| Play a fixture for false and my folks will cut off ya lights |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Other Day Ago (feat. Spice 1 & Celly Cel), artist - E-40. Album song The Block Brochure: Welcome To The Soil 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп