These Streets Keep Me Rollin' - Master P

These Streets Keep Me Rollin' - Master P

Альбом
MP Da Last Don
Год
1997
Язык
`English`
Длительность
187170

Below is the lyrics of the song These Streets Keep Me Rollin' , artist - Master P with translation

Lyrics " These Streets Keep Me Rollin' "

Original text with translation

These Streets Keep Me Rollin'

Master P

These streets keep me rollin'

Can’t stop cause these presidents I’m holdin'

These streets keep me rollin'

Can’t stop cause these presidents I’m holdin'

These streets keep me rollin'

Can’t stop cause these presidents I’m holdin'

These streets keep me rollin'

Can’t stop cause these presidents I’m holdin'

You see I’m a killer by heart A G by nature

You see these ho’s a love you And these niggas a hate you

When you young and ballin' I mean broke and fallin'

I said sleeping and crawlin' That’s when the Devil be callin'

They want to take all your change T-shirts and khakis

These ho’s a love me Or send some niggas to jack me

The game done change It’s not the same

Da Last Don be my name Cause I’m tru to da game

I mean a bird in the bush can’t touch one in the hand

Out in the streets be lying in a can

I done change and they watch me

The fedz can’t stop me

It’ll take millions to box me But the ghetto you got me

These streets keep me rollin'

Can’t stop cause these presidents I’m holdin'

These streets keep me rollin'

Can’t stop cause these presidents I’m holdin'

These streets keep me rollin'

Can’t stop cause these presidents I’m holdin'

These streets keep me rollin'

Can’t stop cause these presidents I’m holdin'

What’s the purpose of being the baddest

When some haters a kill for your status

For a taste of lavish

Or follow you home for the cabbage

But look here we savages

Survivors and Soldiers

Fuck with one of us we get in ya vains like embolia

On his casket lies a magnolia

Flower for peace

Sun lying in the faces of his newphew and neice

I’m the beast

You know me FIEND the Glock carrier

Fuck with anything of mind I’ll have ya pops bury ya

Guns with the sound barrier

Livin for no tomorrow

Show me the dirty cargo

And fuck your family morrows

Boy souls I’m quick to borrow

Gettin' sisters and brothers to

I got something to kill you and a thought of another you

Just another number to

The murder rate in my city

One week all kids born with no pitty

Shitty ain’t it

How it’s painted

Realness thru my eyes

Just shit we deal with livin these tru lies

These streets keep me rollin'

Can’t stop cause these presidents I’m holdin'

These streets keep me rollin'

Can’t stop cause these presidents I’m holdin'

These streets keep me rollin'

Can’t stop cause these presidents I’m holdin'

These streets keep me rollin'

Can’t stop cause these presidents I’m holdin'

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