| I do this for the streets nigga
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| I do this for the streets
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| For the streets nigga
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| I do this for the streets nigga
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| Sippin on that drink daily I ain’t livin right
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| I’m out on bail for two cases
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| Really I’m livin that life
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| They tryna connect the dots
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| But they don’t connect like pinstripes
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| When you call my phone
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| When you know its tap nigga that’s an indite
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| I need to find a vibe so we gon ride lil thing that’s gon get me right
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| She tatted on her face so you already know that’s wifey type
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| You can hop in the Maybach my seats lay back and ride dick all night
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| I need me a freak who wanna fuck all week with some pussy that’s wet and tight
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| I need me a dime who gone ride til the end
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| Some money and some time you and I we can spend
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| I gotta keep it on me I’m at war with my friends
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| Is you down to take it for me if get behind this benz
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| Is you down to go to war for me
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| Fuck up your life in these streets
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| Put it down to floor for me
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| Put you in some ice and some mink
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| You be wantin more from me
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| Tryna make me strong when I’m weak
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| You be wantin more for me
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| But I like you more as a freak
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| I been thinkin bout it over and over again
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| I been stressin baby we was way closer as friends
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| Thinkin about me coming home but this road never end
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| I think I been done with love I’m not hurting again
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| And this is what it sounds like when thugs cry
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| I just had to break free from my tie
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| Told that boy just take heat when ya’ll slide
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| I can’t let 'em take me from my guy
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| And I think about it over and over again
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| Mama said you should come home you too close to the end
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| Wanna play round with that dough put some bones on his head
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| And a young nigga swing that dough see the road through the glass
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| And we came up from that floor only more was to get a bag
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| Wanna play round with that 4 then he know that he dead
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| Swear to God I miss my bros wish they rose from the dead
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| I done got rich and I know that these broke nigga* mad
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| I been thinkin bout it over and over again
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| I been stressin baby we was way closer as friends
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| Thinkin about me coming home but this road never end
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| I think I been done with love I’m not hurting again
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| And this is what it sounds like when thugs cry
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| I just had to break free from my tie
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| Told that boy just take heat when ya’ll slide
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| I can’t let 'em take me from my guy
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| Louie bitch I fuck with my chains on
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| Melrose bucket she told me to get on
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| I ain’t see my mama cry in so long
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| They keep callin so I don’t keep my phone on
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| Designer ways hop in the whip and I race
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| Hope my nigga ok put racks up in his face
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| Didn’t take long but I knew that I would be here
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| Cup feel gone so I felt I need a refill
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| If it wasn’t for God then I swear I wouldn’t be here
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| Holding on swear I know I don’t need no pills
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| If you ain’t gone slide lil nigga don’t even go there
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| Runnin my eyes to the point I can’t even see still
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| My bro right next to me
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| We wiping these diamonds clean
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| There ain’t no finding me, I moved to a private beach
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| We hit til the bank close
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| Transfer with Rico
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| So what do we know
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| Blew up on VLone
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| And this is what it sounds like when thugs cry
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| I just had to break free from my tie
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| Told that boy just take heat when ya’ll slide
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| I can’t let 'em take me from my guy
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| Take me high when I got mob ties
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| Over time I got slides
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| Block gon' be his camouflage
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| Can’t leave my babies traumatized
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| Bad apple, I got a bag
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| Expensive thing, scholar bag
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| Do his family proud
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| They don’t know how to gang |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Thug Kry , by - YG. Song from the album My Life 4Hunnid, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп