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(Shout-out my nigga Synco) I'm in love with the streets but it’s no love I'm in love with the streets but it's no love I’m in love with the streets but it's no love I'm in love with the streets but it's no love It ain't no love I'm in love with the I'm in love with the streets but it ain't no love Bouncing out the whip with Baby A, nigga, don’t run Bitch, yo brother died, what you gon’ do? Go and post sum? I'll pull up to the opps hood, go and post up Doing what you can’t and I'm doing what I'm 'posed to High off the drank, me and bro pouring fours up And I heard you had that bitch on you when you froze up She like, "D Boii, you don’t really love me", I'm like no duh Yeah, I would've hit yo lil' blunt but I seen no bud Told baby if she down to ride, I'm the chauffer Nigga said that he was up a mill', none to show for it Bitch keep calling back to back, baby, hold up Bitch, grab that pursе and them heels, go and ho up [?] I give no fucks Yeah, anothеr opp on the news, nigga, toast up Touch in the Bay, you know I gotta link with D Boii Buffs on my face, they knew I flew in from Detroit Letras de cancionesShooter shot green, got a ninety-nine from three point I'm in the deep, you ain't even got yo feet moist I can peep boy hating I can tell dawg lying 'cause his voice changing Fake ID in Wally's World, bitch, I'm Roy Jenkins Ain't a water gun but we'll pull up, let the toy spray 'em I don't know why boy playing, we gon' make that boy famous Shit, I came a long way Crowd yelling MVP and I don't even ball play Tee with an X but, hell nah, it ain't an off day All that swag biting? Boy, I bet yo jaw break Modern Warfare, brodie hopping out the Hummer Popping out with MPX, give the chopper to my gunner Unky cooking, had to top it with some butter How the fuck you real? Out here plotting on yo brother Yeah, bitch thought I was hard bitch I had Glock under the cover Let a nigga diss my brother, I put shots up in yo brother Same birds flock together, bitch, you flocking with the others Told this bad bitch, "When you suck it, make it sloppy, then I love ya" Yeah, I don't fuck with too many circles, smaller than a Funion Big bro got the P's and my unc' got the onions Got a bitch from the hood, other bitch, she from London Bitch, cover up them toes, you got nerve, that's a bunion Yeah, and I'll air the whole chop, nigga, fuck it Ha-ha, yeah Riding 'round feeling good, lil' bitch, I'm untouched I was down bad, now I'm one up Check the kit, bitch, I'm Hutch'd up You don't really know shit, can you shut the fuck up? Shoot it last second, bet I clutch up So many plays, can't remember like, what's what? From Letras Mania