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Growing up, you ran the streets Learned young the cold street code It was hard times, nickels and dimes Then you hit that motherload Now you got the biggest piece of the action But you still can't find peace of mind I was with the street runners, we were street runnin' That bitch a, watch your damn back I was with the street runners, we were street runnin' Gelato got me numb (Dope), I can't feel my tongue (Nope) Countin' all this paper, nigga, I just cut my thumb Cold start the Track', bitch sound like a gun You ever seen a Hellcat from 1961? Short bitches be fun (Huh?), bad bitches be dumb (Huh?) I buy what I want, nigga, you know I got the funds Don't make me spank that ass, lil' nigga, 'cause you my son I ain't gotta go to the family reunion, I'm still gettin' the bonds I can make a bad bitch out of a nun (Woo) I can get a bag in my sleep, I'm talkin' money I can smoke a bag in my sleep, I'm talkin' onions (Dope) I was with the street runners, we were street runnin' (Street runner) I was with the street runners, we were street runnin' (Street runner) I was with the street runners, we were street runnin' (Street runner) We were street runnin' (Street runner) Letras de cancionesSosa, baby, sick game (We were street) Chief So' was a street runner, he could've ran track That bitch a street runner, watch your damn back (Huh?) You might catch a street runner on the Amtrak Niggas tryna be street runner, ain't no turnin' back I was in Chiraq ridin' with that Bernie Mac Niggas tryna blitz, we send 'em runnin' back Don't be tryna front, can get a burnin' back I can spend my earnings and then earn 'em back Low-key seen the foreign pass, the fuck was that? Say they love my cars, say they love them back Pack of police pulled me over smokin' pack God forbid they choke me, bitch, I'm chokin' back (Street runner) I was with the street runners, we were street runnin' I was with the street runners, we were street runnin' I was with the street runners, we were street runnin' From Letras Mania