Listen to Survive On the Streets by Keeng Cut

Survive On the Streets

Keeng Cut

Hip-Hop/Rap

2 Shazams

Lyrics

Uggh niggas got these choppers but don't know how to shoot 'em Real shit for you Uggh I can talk about a car or some paint Maybe jewelry that I bought that you probably can't The broads that I fuck the people that I meet But that won't help a little young nigga survive on the streets now I can talk about a car or some paint Maybe jewelry that I bought that you probably can't The broads that I fuck the people that I meet But that won't help a little young brother survive on the streets I can talk the gas the drank the cokesack How the Bose sound system sounding good in the lac I can talk about the wood on the wheel I can talk about the old school with the lady on the grill But I rather I talk about these chains and how it's a distraction But I grew in the ghetto and it's a very strong attachment I can tell you bout a bitch that I disrespected But I rather speak about a queen and a real connection Don't let these pussy rapper mislead ya nigga Fall off buying dumb shit who gon feed you nigga I ain't speakin bout nothing that I do not know Gotta have ya own mind can't go out like a ho uggh I can talk about a car or some paint Maybe jewelry that I bought that you probably can't The broads that I fuck the people that I meet But that won't help a little young nigga survive on the streets now I can talk about a car or some paint Maybe jewelry that I bought that you probably can't The broads that I fuck the people that I meet But that won't help a little young brother survive on the streets I can talk about the high speed chase on 285 Drank and guns in the car niggas really living live I can tell you bout the call when the Feds cracked Ooh When they ping ya phone nigga what the fuck you gon do Rappers talk about the fame the hos and cain But ain't never in they life been around the game I can't glorify the fucked up shit that I did Then spit it on the mic for the ghetto kids I gotta let me know the real & both sides of the coin My brotha institutionalized I wanna see em reform Seen Neighborhood niggas kill each other off The rest locked up nigga the whole Nawf lost I can talk about a car or some paint Maybe jewelry that I bought that you probably can't The broads that I fuck the people that I meet But that won't help a little young nigga survive on the streets now I can talk about a car or some paint Maybe jewelry that I bought that you probably can't The broads that I fuck the people that I meet But that won't help a little young brother survive on the streets Got to have your own mind man Don't let this music don't let it fuck you up man Don't let it fool you You know what I'm saying cuz It's all entertainment Until it ain't Pick you up a book Streets ain't for everybody know what I'm saying The streets ain't even the streets no more man That shit dead Aye young world the world is yours Aye young world the world is yours
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