| I’m gonna roll
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| Click click bu ya! |
| Dub kicked the frame in (uh huh)
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| Nigga let the games begin, as I standin'
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| Tossed the tall can on a campus off the limital
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| Scanners takin' penitentiary chances
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| Sick wit it, off the ric wit it Blue beenie knitted; |
| freshly acquitted
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| Grind-grimey, the thick body and the big body
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| Wit lyrics and 'draulics hotter than the Majave
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| Sellin', brubble bellin', career felon
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| Escalade 3-braid beard wearin'
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| Fuck it, I thug for free and thug to eat
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| Niggas call me 'Home of Cake' cause I love the cheese
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| Gangstas, hustlas, pimps, if ya follow me Let me see ya put them hands up like a robbery
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| I solemnly swear to stay down and slang the seed
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| I spit in the name of the streets
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| I’m gonna roll (I'm gonna roll)
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| I’m gon' stay fly (I'm gonna stay fly)
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| I’m gonna bust (I'm gonna bust)
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| Hold my hood up high (throw my hood up high)
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| In the name of the streets
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| I’m gonna roll (I'm gonna roll)
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| I’m gon' rich ride (I'm goin' rich ride)
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| I’m gonna ball (I'm gonna ball)
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| Hold my hood up high
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| In the name of the streets
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| This the itty-bitty nigga from the city they call lb What you know about the D-O-G?
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| I keep my peeps wit a bag a' treats
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| On the streets my nephews beat your beat and keep that heat
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| In the Cutt and indiscrete
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| Me and Dub-C crippin' couzins in this industry
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| A lotta' y’all pretend to be Wanna see friends wit me and then sleep wit the enemy?
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| Want some, get some, bad enough take some
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| Suckas poppin' off I’m 'bout to take one
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| Braids on, make done, don’t want none
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| And just cause we talkin', what you doin' C-Walking?
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| It’s not just a dance it’s a way a' living
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| Now if ya C-Walking, ya best to 'see' Crippin'
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| And that goes for kids too, and R&B singers
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| Nigga quit Crip-Walking if ya ain’t a gang banger
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| I told a woman I don’t love her but she wants to go
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| I told another that I want her but she wants to hoe
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| I ain’t a hater I’m a player so I fucked 'em both
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| In the name of the streets
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| High resolution, high definition
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| Let the tape roll let the whole world listen
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| Hold your position, don’t go backwards
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| I’m frontlining and the West keep shining
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| Fuck wit ya nigga your boy 'x' still grindin'
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| Fuck them other niggas they just high siding
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| Talking and lie, bitchin' and cry
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| Gossip and hate but ain’t nobody’s right
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| Fuck going diamond if ya make it turn pussy
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| Don’t push me, peep game like a booky
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| The hook lining singer, the deep thinker
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| Ego auto-biography beat it nigga ya bother me Glass hit them hard, take no prisoners
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| Been choiced for the voice
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| I speak for my people like a Senator
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| Raise up, the blunts get blazed up Swing like a gorilla nigga you ain’t a king, c’mon!
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| Dah-dah-daaah
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| Yea.. Lah-dah-daaah
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| Dub-C.. Dah-dah-daaah
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| The 'Ghetto Heisman'..
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| In the name of the streets
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| Swangin' through a hood near you Dah-dah-daaah |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Concrete Streets , by - Nate Dogg. Song from the album Music and Me, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп