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I do this for the streets nigga I do this for the streets For the streets nigga I do this for the streets nigga Sippin on that drink daily I ain't livin right I'm out on bail for two cases Really I'm livin that life They tryna connect the dots But they don't connect like pinstripes When you call my phone When you know its tap nigga that's an indite I need to find a vibe so we gon ride lil thing that's gon get me right She tatted on her face so you already know that's wifey type You can hop in the Maybach my seats lay back and ride dick all night I need me a freak who wanna fuck all week with some pussy that's wet and tight I need me a dime who gone ride til the end Some money and some time you and I we can spend I gotta keep it on me I'm at war with my friends Is you down to take it for me if get behind this benz Is you down to go to war for me Fuck up your life in these streets Put it down to floor for me Put you in some ice and some mink Letras de cancionesYou be wantin more from me Tryna make me strong when I'm weak You be wantin more for me But I like you more as a freak I been thinkin bout it over and over again I been stressin baby we was way closer as friends Thinkin about me coming home but this road never end I think I been done with love I'm not hurting again And this is what it sounds like when thugs cry I just had to break free from my tie Told that boy just take heat when ya'll slide I can't let 'em take me from my guy And I think about it over and over again Mama said you should come home you too close to the end Wanna play round with that dough put some bones on his head And a young nigga swing that dough see the road through the glass And we came up from that floor only more was to get a bag Wanna play round with that 4 then he know that he dead Swear to God I miss my bros wish they rose from the dead I done got rich and I know that these broke nigga* mad I been thinkin bout it over and over again I been stressin baby we was way closer as friends Thinkin about me coming home but this road never end I think I been done with love I'm not hurting again And this is what it sounds like when thugs cry I just had to break free from my tie Told that boy just take heat when ya'll slide I can't let 'em take me from my guy Louie bitch I fuck with my chains on Melrose bucket she told me to get on I ain't see my mama cry in so long They keep callin so I don't keep my phone on Designer ways hop in the whip and I race Hope my nigga ok put racks up in his face Didn't take long but I knew that I would be here Cup feel gone so I felt I need a refill If it wasn't for God then I swear I wouldn't be here Holding on swear I know I don't need no pills If you ain't gone slide lil nigga don't even go there Runnin my eyes to the point I can't even see still My bro right next to me We wiping these diamonds clean There ain't no finding me, I moved to a private beach We hit til the bank close Transfer with Rico So what do we know Blew up on VLone And this is what it sounds like when thugs cry I just had to break free from my tie Told that boy just take heat when ya'll slide I can't let 'em take me from my guy Take me high when I got mob ties Over time I got slides Block gon' be his camouflage Can't leave my babies traumatized Bad apple, I got a bag Expensive thing, scholar bag Do his family proud [?] They don't know how to gang From Letras Mania