| Ooh, ooh, ooh
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| When the cold wind blows in the heart of the city and I’m gone
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| I know the streets will shed tears for me
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| When my story is over and my song is done
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| I know the streets will shed tears for me
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| The end
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| All I get is motherfuckin' love in these streets
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| To most of these tricks I’m a motherfuckin' treat
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| What’s beef? |
| I ain’t got no beef
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| See all that bitchin'? |
| It taste like chicken
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| And all these chickens? |
| They get plucked
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| And nobody wants to see the volcano erupt
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| I’m down with Daz 'cause everythang is Kurupt
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| I’m celebrated every time I pull up
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| You hella hated, every time you look up
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| I’m elevated to rapper’s deluxe
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| They love me, dawg, 'cause I’m one of a kind
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| This is God’s plan, homie, it ain’t mine
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| See, this ain’t about dyin', it’s all about shinin'
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| It’s all about climbin' a hill full of diamonds
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| I know that you feel it, I know that you felt it
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| 'Cause a nigga gon' live 'til a nigga can’t help it
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| When the cold wind blows in the heart of the city and I’m gone
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| I know the streets will shed tears for me
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| (They love me, dawg)
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| When my story is over and my song is done
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| (They love me, dawg)
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| I know the streets will shed tears for me
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| The end
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| Sorry, y’all, I ain’t got no haters
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| All I got is mother fuckers tellin' me I’m the greatest
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| All I got is those fly ass suits and gators
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| Nobody servin' Cube but maids and waiters
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| Nobody tryin' to take my life
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| All these bitches tryna do is replace my wife
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| But you hoes ain’t cold enough to fuck with Ice
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| Like Kim she’ll run circles 'round you bitches twice
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| Now, it might get funky but it won’t get ugly
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| Niggas might not like me but they still love me
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| Niggas might talk shit, they whisper and huddle
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| 'Cause they know my rebuttal might leave a puddle
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| Now the streets is talkin' until they see me walkin' up the block,
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| then all the bullshit stop
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| Anything I do, don’t take it personal 'cause when a nigga gone, that shit ain’t
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| reversible
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| When the cold wind blows in the heart of the city and I’m gone
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| I know the streets will shed tears for me
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| (They love me, dawg)
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| When my story is over and my song is done
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| (They love me, dawg)
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| I know the streets will shed tears for me
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| The end
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| I’m the bastard that spit the acid
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| Fuck a funeral home and a casket
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| Fuck a funeral song and a procession
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| Keep God on your dome and count your blessings
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| Keep the hood in your heart but Heaven on your mind
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| Shake 'em up and roll seven every time
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| Pick 'em up, yup, stick 'em up
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| Every time you see me got a different color cup
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| This ain’t about dyin', it’s all about livin'
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| It’s all about makin' everyday Thanksgivin'
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| It’s all about givin', about stayin' driven
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| It ain’t about you, it’s about these children
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| So when a nigga die, stop cryin' and ventin'
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| Will somebody in here bump George Clinton?
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| Will somebody in here hug my fam?
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| Don’t worry about me, you know where I am
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| When the cold wind blows in the heart of the city and I’m gone
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| I know the streets will shed tears for me
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| (They love me, dawg)
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| When my story is over and my song is done
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| (They love me, dawg)
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| I know the streets will shed tears for me
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| The end |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Streets Shed Tears , by - Ice Cube. Song from the album Everythangs Corrupt, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп