| Lito and Mista
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| Streets they want that real
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| Fuck that bullshit
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| Streets they want that real shit, fuck that bullshit
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| All my shows like choir rehearal, feel like I’m in the pulpit
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| Fuck the industry I’m in these streets and bitch I’m hood rich
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| Got a line of cars in the front yard, smokers knocking for a fix
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| On Plank Rd at the Texaco wit a 9 piece and a brick
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| Put my city on, no pity homes if you wanna act like a bitch
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| 9 milli on me play silly homie and I’ll rearrange yo shit
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| Where was you when it was war time? |
| I never saw you no where
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| No man land I was out there, strapped down with them clips
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| Automatic down for a fuck nigga who won’t get out his element
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| (What happened to him?) I send up with the pidgeons
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| Beat the murder trial no evidence got the Smith’n sleeping with the fishes
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| That’s suicide if you ever think I’m slipping try to come get me
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| I’m going out with a big blast and a bet a nigga come with me
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| I’m a don in my city
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| Doing a drive by in a hemi in yo front lawn with no semi
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| I don’t need a nigga to vouch for me, I promise I’m wit it
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| Want a problem? |
| Better bring Sadam and Osama nem wit ya
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| I don’t mean no harm but a nigga momma can get it
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| I still got 50's of (CAIN) It’s a cold game
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| Never look at niggas the same the way they giving up names
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| You a rat ain’t shit to explain
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| The bigger the flame the quicker the change, I’m still in my lane
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| Red dot free, got a red dot on this bitch and magnificent aim
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| Free Lil Buck and Lil Dane
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| Got my feet up on a plane
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| I’m g’d up on the Main
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| Roll up while she giving my brain
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| I got morals that live by
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| I know you smell the dro odor on me every day I high
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| Take me straight to the source
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| Hear the ape in my voice
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| With this Tec 9 get ya head lined like the front of the Source
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| Got a bitch she a horse, she like to scream til she hoarse
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| I got the Tec in the Porsche, if you run up it’s yo choice
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| Am I strapped up? |
| Of course
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| My lil niggas trapping that boy
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| I’m not with the going back and forth
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| Except from the trap to the store, and court
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| Got a couple lawyers retained just for the days it rain
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| Fuck nigga play with Jermaine and I aim for his brain
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| Boosie came, Lucci on stage and that old Gucci Mane
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| I bust my fire before come try me hoe I do the same
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| Blow a nigga candles out with this lil Ruger flame
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| Go against that game, you stupid ain’t ya?
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| Streets they want that real shit
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| Fuck that bullshit
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| Lito |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Streets Want That , by - Starlito. Song from the album Manifest Destiny, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп