(Aye pass me my cup
I'm tryna be f*cked up when i do this shit)
(Yeah)
Streets mean
Streets mean
Dirt got me looking cleaner
He be rappin he ain't seen it
I can tell by his demeanor
I been getting to the blue faces but the grass still lookin greener
All these rap niggas two faced got me switchin over to a singer
Streets mean
Streets mean
Dirt got me looking cleaner
He be rappin he ain't seen it
I can tell by his demeanor
I been getting to the blue faces but the grass still lookin greener
All these rap niggas two faced
I'm bouta make these niggas a believer
New boo
Nice thing
Booty made out of silicone
If she f*ckin I'm a send her home
We ain't talkin long it's a minute phone
Makin waves no billabong
Young Billy bad to the f*ckin bone
I am not up on that lil shit you on
So you niggas better watch your f*ckin tone
Hit a note and raise her pheromones
Then get her horn like a baritone
We ain't never playing fair at all
Big collar I'm gone tear it off
Big f*ckin dog
Man f*ck em all
I'm the type to Break a mothaf*cka jaw
F*ck the system nigga break the law
And I'm a grill niggas I don't f*ckin floss
Can't let em give me no cavities
Hop on the beat it's a casualty
You off the beat you can't rap with me
Not from the streets I don't have to be
Bitch I be true to my words
All of you rappers are turds
I put his mouth on the curb
Now f*ck it
This shit about to take a turn
I'm sipping on henny speaking in a slur
I'm whipping the hemi rockin all the furs
A nigga be out of pocket with the verbs
I do it today like phineas and ferb
I'm coming for all the shit that I deserve
They mumble and they just running with the herd
So f*ck em and all the other shit they heard
You fear me then mothaf*cka go to church cause
Streets mean
Streets mean
Choose who you wanna bring up
Maybe I should f*ck a singer
Put a ring around her finger
Find out that she on another nigga dick I pack and gotta leave her
She ain't even got no f*ckin money but she wild and acting like a diva
Streets mean
Streets mean
I'm just working on a scheme up
I don't wanna do a team up
Got a lot of shit to clean up
Only f*ckin with the people bringing good vibes tryna lift a king up
Niggas ain't doing nothing taking up the space smoking all the weed up
Jaron - Mean Streets Lyrics
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(Aye pass me my cup
I'm tryna be f*cked up when i do this shit)
(Yeah)
Streets mean
Streets mean
Dirt got me looking cleaner
He be rappin he ain't seen it
I can tell by his demeanor
I been getting to the blue faces but the grass still lookin greener
All these rap niggas two faced got me switchin over to a singer
Streets mean
Streets mean
Dirt got me looking cleaner
He be rappin he ain't seen it
I can tell by his demeanor
I been getting to the blue faces but the grass still lookin greener
All these rap niggas two faced
I'm bouta make these niggas a believer
New boo
Nice thing
Booty made out of silicone
If she f*ckin I'm a send her home
We ain't talkin long it's a minute phone
Makin waves no billabong
Young Billy bad to the f*ckin bone
I am not up on that lil shit you on
So you niggas better watch your f*ckin tone
Hit a note and raise her pheromones
Then get her horn like a baritone
We ain't never playing fair at all
Big collar I'm gone tear it off
Big f*ckin dog
Man f*ck em all
I'm the type to Break a mothaf*cka jaw
F*ck the system nigga break the law
And I'm a grill niggas I don't f*ckin floss
Can't let em give me no cavities
Hop on the beat it's a casualty
You off the beat you can't rap with me
Not from the streets I don't have to be
Bitch I be true to my words
All of you rappers are turds
I put his mouth on the curb
Now f*ck it
This shit about to take a turn
I'm sipping on henny speaking in a slur
I'm whipping the hemi rockin all the furs
A nigga be out of pocket with the verbs
I do it today like phineas and ferb
I'm coming for all the shit that I deserve
They mumble and they just running with the herd
So f*ck em and all the other shit they heard
You fear me then mothaf*cka go to church cause
Streets mean
Streets mean
Choose who you wanna bring up
Maybe I should f*ck a singer
Put a ring around her finger
Find out that she on another nigga dick I pack and gotta leave her
She ain't even got no f*ckin money but she wild and acting like a diva
Streets mean
Streets mean
I'm just working on a scheme up
I don't wanna do a team up
Got a lot of shit to clean up
Only f*ckin with the people bringing good vibes tryna lift a king up
Niggas ain't doing nothing taking up the space smoking all the weed up
I'm tryna be f*cked up when i do this shit)
(Yeah)
Streets mean
Streets mean
Dirt got me looking cleaner
He be rappin he ain't seen it
I can tell by his demeanor
I been getting to the blue faces but the grass still lookin greener
All these rap niggas two faced got me switchin over to a singer
Streets mean
Streets mean
Dirt got me looking cleaner
He be rappin he ain't seen it
I can tell by his demeanor
I been getting to the blue faces but the grass still lookin greener
All these rap niggas two faced
I'm bouta make these niggas a believer
New boo
Nice thing
Booty made out of silicone
If she f*ckin I'm a send her home
We ain't talkin long it's a minute phone
Makin waves no billabong
Young Billy bad to the f*ckin bone
I am not up on that lil shit you on
So you niggas better watch your f*ckin tone
Hit a note and raise her pheromones
Then get her horn like a baritone
We ain't never playing fair at all
Big collar I'm gone tear it off
Big f*ckin dog
Man f*ck em all
I'm the type to Break a mothaf*cka jaw
F*ck the system nigga break the law
And I'm a grill niggas I don't f*ckin floss
Can't let em give me no cavities
Hop on the beat it's a casualty
You off the beat you can't rap with me
Not from the streets I don't have to be
Bitch I be true to my words
All of you rappers are turds
I put his mouth on the curb
Now f*ck it
This shit about to take a turn
I'm sipping on henny speaking in a slur
I'm whipping the hemi rockin all the furs
A nigga be out of pocket with the verbs
I do it today like phineas and ferb
I'm coming for all the shit that I deserve
They mumble and they just running with the herd
So f*ck em and all the other shit they heard
You fear me then mothaf*cka go to church cause
Streets mean
Streets mean
Choose who you wanna bring up
Maybe I should f*ck a singer
Put a ring around her finger
Find out that she on another nigga dick I pack and gotta leave her
She ain't even got no f*ckin money but she wild and acting like a diva
Streets mean
Streets mean
I'm just working on a scheme up
I don't wanna do a team up
Got a lot of shit to clean up
Only f*ckin with the people bringing good vibes tryna lift a king up
Niggas ain't doing nothing taking up the space smoking all the weed up
Writer: Ja Ron, Robert Johnson
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