Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blame It On The Streets, artist - YG. Album song Blame It On The Streets, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 23.11.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: DEF JAM, Universal Music
Song language: English
Blame It On The Streets |
Don’t blame my mama |
Blame it on the streets |
Don’t blame my liquor |
Blame it on the streets |
Shootouts in broad daylight, South Central zoo life |
Young nigga goin' hard, hustle all night |
Mama prayin', tellin' God I don’t live right |
Fuck right, go left, catch a damn strike |
Felonies can’t go to police |
Probation catchin' cases, prayin' on my (static) |
Lord, why they got me out this way? |
Lord, I gotta buy another AK |
Fresh out, I need money in the worst way |
Get a job, Hell nah, call my homie Ike |
Told me, «Pull up, I’ma get you right» |
Diamond chain, gold ring, now I’m sittin' right |
Like biz, bad bitch, real boss tie |
Took a chance, now I’m ballin' off the street life |
It’s just in me, my nigga |
Don’t blame me, blame the ghetto, that’s where I’m livin', my nigga |
Don’t blame my mama |
Blame it on the streets |
Don’t blame my liquor |
Blame it on the streets |
Don’t blame my mama |
Blame it on the streets |
Don’t blame my homies |
Blame it on the streets |
Aye I’m a West Side, Tree Top gang member |
Don’t blame it on my mama, don’t blame it on me |
Yo those fades I done took, peoples' safes I done took |
And if I caught up with this shit, I’m gettin' booked |
Oh, oh no, I don’t wanna go to jail |
But if I got to I swear to God I won’t tell |
Hit the bounty nigga, you ain’t gotta take no fade for me |
Phone call,, nigga I can spread for weeks |
My pops mad at me, my mama all worried |
So she bail me out, typical black male story |
Her friends wasn’t supportin' cause they know I’m in the streets |
I told her, «Don't blame it on my mama, blame it on me» |
I got Piru, where I’m from, that’s regular |
I don’t do enemies and I don’t talk on a cell |
And mama asked why I sag and talk with so many Bs |
No questions, mama, blame it on the streets |
Don’t blame my mama |
Blame it on the streets |
Don’t blame my liquor |
Blame it on the streets |
Don’t blame my mama |
Blame it on the streets |
Don’t blame my homies |
Blame it on the streets |
What’s happenin'? |
West Side, Jay 305, I’m demanding respect. |
You got a problem |
with that, I 'on't know what to say. |
Blame it on the streets. |
Niggas like me |
only come once in a lifetime, nigga. |
So while you in the mothafuckin' presence |
of a gangsta, nigga, you better bow down and walk off |