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Текст песни Guerilla Maab f Shyna, T.C. - Streets Got Ya

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(Shyna)Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahStreets got you, streets got youStreets got you, yeah, yeah[Chorus: Shyna - 2x]Streets got ya, living life like a true soldierThough it feels, like your time is overPray to God that you see another day[Trae]I know I gotta be strong, cause its my life manI only got one to live, and I know I`m fin to make it manI put that on my right hand, to the man I never let em do me inYou fin to feel the rap, the young guerilla niggas moving in like the windGot a big brother named Biggy in PenitentiaryNo matter what happens till I die, you can depend on me, my niggaScrew passed away, and that`s what got me through my hard timesMy sister went to the penn, so just for him its fin to go down (I promise dat)And I won`t fall off, every nigga that hate I`ma haul onAnd I know you don`t wanna get knocked off, it`ll be best to back on up dogAll a nigga wanna do is get paid, hit the streets we Guerilla Maab madeFor the 2K2 I gotta live lade, and leaving em as if they on raidBitches fiend get up out of my life, its all about me and my familyNiggas united for cash, and South click without a doubt M double A-BNo what I mean I`m gon survive, one of the hardest underdogsStraighten em up off of they feet for life, niggas I`m hitting they ain`t rightAnd I better get to the light, bitch[Chorus - 2x][T.C.]Now guerillas stay calm, feel my vibeMy enemies see me coming, they running from the 4-5Random shots, so I duck copsPlay the back field, then its back to the blockI know this rap shit, don`t last longSo I get my hustle on, trying to get mine before its goneI`m brick living, with a ki in my handI make my own decisions, I`m strugglingI`m playing the cards I was given, I get it how I liveBut I don`t wanna end up, dead or in a prisonBut regardless, I`ma get mine, you can catch meOn the block, on Vannas and Nolia trying to shineWith my dog, a two man clickWe get it how we live, with halves and bricksIce and whips, glocks and chipsWe caught up in the street life dog, trying to get rich[Chorus - 2x][Trae]I been in the streets made bitches, and fake memoriesHow many more dudes, do I gotta pay till they feeling meEverybody that turned on us, its like that they don`t know no betterThought it was love but I can`t tell, cause it ain`t getting betterHow the fuck, did niggas I love can`t look me in my eyesThese the same niggas that backed me up, when the Maab was on the riseIts safe to say, we all alone while living this life of tearsSo ready to give up with the fear, what`s gon happen hereI lost everything that I had and gotta face that, niggas can`t even take thatWent from worse to the worst, all the crews I feel I`m going right backMy days are getting shorter, God times are getting harderToo much weight up on my shoulders, have mercy heavenly fatherWhy do I have to live like this, I`m forever known to be realWithin my life and time, it`ll stay that way even if I`m dyingAnd only pray to see my happiness, even in the mistI never knew that it would be like this, I hate it be like this[Chorus - 2x](Shyna)Streets got ya, true soldierTime is over, another day - 2xAnother dayStreets got ya, true soldierTime is overStreets got ya, true soldierTime is over, another day

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