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H&D - Streets (feat. Early) Lyrics



H&D - Streets (feat. Early) Lyrics




Lets go get these niggas man f*ck

Hustle in drought with my nigga
Rep the same thing with my nigga
Popping champagne with my nigga
Rocking them chains with my nigga
The streets where we made at

Ran up in the trap with my nigga
Busting down cash with my nigga
Rock the same flag with my nigga
Running them jobs with my nigga
The streets where we made at

Ride with my niggas do a big bid like c-gutta you know i'm only
Siding with my niggas give a side to my
Nigga and If it comes to war I draw the four uno mutha f*cka get the picture yeah the
Trey gone sing when i'm finger f*cking the trigger you get it how you want it make yo
Ass reconsider silencers is on the cannon hit yo lobe with a whisper
CP3 with a clip bullets pass you and deliver quicker than little caesar this is a
James Bond how the f*ck could you come between us you
Notice in the summer it gets warmer than a fever so the
Eagle is eager in the desert its unpleasant pumping
Trevor Ariza's rockets you couldn't stop it i'm born from the gutta with god in the pocket
Phillip Hoffman couldn't stop it my niggas want the plug I will
Distribute the socket I remain in the pocket and
Keep the yolk solid never scramble like Rodgers
And if I switch up bet I leave the light on so my niggas could
See deposits do numbers like social security till the spokes
Leave the wheel pass the wills till my niggas see the Smith in me

Hustle in drought with my nigga
Rep the same thing with my nigga
Popping champagne with my nigga
Rocking them chains with my nigga
The streets where we made at

Ran up in the trap with my nigga
Busting down cash with my nigga
Rep the same flag with my nigga
Running them jobs with my nigga

This is for my niggas in the projects hand on the trigger for the nonsense bad
Bitches living with no conscience they just trying to make it out the ghetto
Trying to dig a hole but they ain't got no f*cking shovel no shovel
Ya life Is a movie a hundred in ya face every time that you see me
When i'm in the club you know them speakers gone play me they gone play me
Aye cause I got it locked in your city ocean drop drop
Top coupe the committee vvs stones got your block on litty
When i'm in the club you know I got them goons with me I
Ain't trying to play you but you not f*cking with me
Stay up out my lane y'all don't really want no war aye

Aight let me finish it up

You know loyalty makes the chains every inch of the link
But most importantly the consistency in our ink
Encrypted tattoos we carry upon our sleeve the code of the
Streets that niggas never deceive shall we never break these
Chains this is FleetWood Mac the ghetto version
Its impossible to see through that but if its Stockton I assist
Till all my niggas get a score till we have no ceilings till we have no flours

Hustle in drought with my nigga
Rep the same thing with my nigga
Popping champagne with my nigga
Rocking them chains with my nigga
The streets where we made at

Ran up in the trap with my nigga
Busting down cash with my nigga
Rep the same flag with my nigga
Running them jobs with my nigga

Hustle in drought with my nigga
Rep the same thing with my nigga
Popping champagne with my nigga
Rocking them chains with my nigga
The streets where we made at

Ran up in the trap with my nigga
Busting down cash with my nigga
Rep the same flag with my nigga
Running them jobs with my nigga
The streets where we made at
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Lets go get these niggas man f*ck

Hustle in drought with my nigga
Rep the same thing with my nigga
Popping champagne with my nigga
Rocking them chains with my nigga
The streets where we made at

Ran up in the trap with my nigga
Busting down cash with my nigga
Rock the same flag with my nigga
Running them jobs with my nigga
The streets where we made at

Ride with my niggas do a big bid like c-gutta you know i'm only
Siding with my niggas give a side to my
Nigga and If it comes to war I draw the four uno mutha f*cka get the picture yeah the
Trey gone sing when i'm finger f*cking the trigger you get it how you want it make yo
Ass reconsider silencers is on the cannon hit yo lobe with a whisper
CP3 with a clip bullets pass you and deliver quicker than little caesar this is a
James Bond how the f*ck could you come between us you
Notice in the summer it gets warmer than a fever so the
Eagle is eager in the desert its unpleasant pumping
Trevor Ariza's rockets you couldn't stop it i'm born from the gutta with god in the pocket
Phillip Hoffman couldn't stop it my niggas want the plug I will
Distribute the socket I remain in the pocket and
Keep the yolk solid never scramble like Rodgers
And if I switch up bet I leave the light on so my niggas could
See deposits do numbers like social security till the spokes
Leave the wheel pass the wills till my niggas see the Smith in me

Hustle in drought with my nigga
Rep the same thing with my nigga
Popping champagne with my nigga
Rocking them chains with my nigga
The streets where we made at

Ran up in the trap with my nigga
Busting down cash with my nigga
Rep the same flag with my nigga
Running them jobs with my nigga

This is for my niggas in the projects hand on the trigger for the nonsense bad
Bitches living with no conscience they just trying to make it out the ghetto
Trying to dig a hole but they ain't got no f*cking shovel no shovel
Ya life Is a movie a hundred in ya face every time that you see me
When i'm in the club you know them speakers gone play me they gone play me
Aye cause I got it locked in your city ocean drop drop
Top coupe the committee vvs stones got your block on litty
When i'm in the club you know I got them goons with me I
Ain't trying to play you but you not f*cking with me
Stay up out my lane y'all don't really want no war aye

Aight let me finish it up

You know loyalty makes the chains every inch of the link
But most importantly the consistency in our ink
Encrypted tattoos we carry upon our sleeve the code of the
Streets that niggas never deceive shall we never break these
Chains this is FleetWood Mac the ghetto version
Its impossible to see through that but if its Stockton I assist
Till all my niggas get a score till we have no ceilings till we have no flours

Hustle in drought with my nigga
Rep the same thing with my nigga
Popping champagne with my nigga
Rocking them chains with my nigga
The streets where we made at

Ran up in the trap with my nigga
Busting down cash with my nigga
Rep the same flag with my nigga
Running them jobs with my nigga

Hustle in drought with my nigga
Rep the same thing with my nigga
Popping champagne with my nigga
Rocking them chains with my nigga
The streets where we made at

Ran up in the trap with my nigga
Busting down cash with my nigga
Rep the same flag with my nigga
Running them jobs with my nigga
The streets where we made at
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Writer: H-D, Earl Evans, Terrell Annunziata
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Performed By: H&D
Length: 3:56
Written by: H-D, Earl Evans, Terrell Annunziata

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