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作词 : Tash Phillips/Jahaan Sweet/Artist Dubose |
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作曲 : Tash Phillips/Jahaan Sweet/Artist Dubose |
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I was there and I ain't never |
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I was hurtin' but I ain't need you |
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Streets never, mhm |
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Streets don't love you, they turn they back on you |
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Streets don't love you, they turn they back on you |
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They turn they back on you |
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Streets don't love you, they killed Quado |
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Streets don't love you, they killed Beasty |
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Let my niggas come home tomorrow |
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Don't just let them see me on TV |
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Let my niggas up out that you know |
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You don't even know how I be thinkin' that shit crazy |
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Let my broski know now, my bros, yeah |
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Let my niggas come home tomorrow |
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Free V12, yo |
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I remember when we was like 12 we went through hell, yo |
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Back when niggas was gettin' they biggies and they Pells took |
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Streets Don't Love You, b*tch used to curve me, used to swerve me, bitch, now look |
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They ain't never want me now they askin' to get they nails done |
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I know I smell like shit, they gassin' me tellin' me I smell good |
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Passin' me the shit, I passed it to my homie real quick |
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Streets Don't Love You by A Boogie Wit da Hoodie - Audacity to ask me 'bout the bitches that I still **** |
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Streets Don't Love You by A Boogie Wit da Hoodie - The audacity to ask me 'bout the bitches that I still **** |
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Your ass is lookin' fat, them Fashion Nova jeans look real good |
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I'm glad that I came up 'cause I ain't know where I would end up |
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The 30 clip is on me but the hoodie cover my extendo |
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And niggas act so tough |
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But I just swear they don’t wanna start, though |
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Lemme tell you 'bout this young nigga from the Bronx though |
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Everybody want his head but nobody had his heart though |
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Robbin' everybody like he don't believe in karma |
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Somebody told the feds what he did, they lined him |
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Told 'em where that nigga lived, yeah, they really lined him |
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He still sleepin' at his crib like **** it if they find him |
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Prices on his head 'cause he hit a opp up |
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Money on his head got him moving wiser |
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Hoodie on his head, it woulda been his poncho |
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Pulled up to the crib he living wit' his moms though |
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But they don't even care they like hit ‘em all up |
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His eyes turned red and his fists balled up |
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Voices in his head saying kill them all but |
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Niggas hittin' glass goin' through the wall though |
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All he heard was screaming, he feel like his time's up |
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He ain't had no time to go reach for a glove |
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He just grabbed the pump, start squeezin' at the door |
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And then he seen his moms laid out on the floor |
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He dropped down to his knees he ain't hide to the law |
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Ain't the type to cry but his mom he really loved |
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Tears from his eyes dropped beside of the blood |
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He wishing it won't hurt but he cried because it does |
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Then, he put his own pump right to his heart |
